1. Last weekend I almost called you but I didn’t want to bother you and my hands were shaking too hard to dial anyway.
2. I kissed a boy I met a few weeks ago. I swallowed my tears when he wasn’t looking and when I showed my mum a picture of the two of us, she told me he looks a lot like you.
3. I fell asleep on my best friend’s couch and she told me I was crying in my sleep the way I used to when I missed you.
4. Last night I was walking alone and the air felt like it did the first time you kissed me. When everything was cold except for us and cool air was hitting my teeth because I couldn’t stop smiling. I almost walked into a damn pole.
5. I was in the shops today and I saw a keychain with your initial on it. I’ve been squeezing it in my hand so hard it’s leaving marks on my skin. There are still marks on my heart from the night you left, I’ve stopped thinking they’ll go away. Battle scars I call them.
6. I watched your favorite movie 5 times today.
7. The boy I sit next to in English smells like you.
8. I was just calling to see how your mum was doing.
9. I stopped drinking ice-tea because it tastes too much like the days we spent together. I also stopped sleeping.
10. You left some stuff in my pockets, maybe you could come pick them up and we could go for a milkshake or something?
11. I play your favorite song a lot. I don’t even like it.
—  alannahclairem11 ways I tried to tell you I really miss you

anonymous asked:

...What about time-travel AUs...I mean there are many ways to take that but whatever ya think is best I just like time-travel

  • Character A’s life isn’t special, but when they accidentally save Character B’s life – from walking in front of a car/stopping a mugging/driving Character B to the hospital/etc. – Character B says that Character A is exactly the type of goodhearted person that Character B has been looking for to take on as an apprentice…a time traveler’s apprentice
  • While visiting the past, Character A is arrested for a crime that they didn’t commit, Character A finds themself in jail with Character B, a thief. Character B offers to break Character A out of jail, if Character A does something in return for Character B.
  • “I’m sorry, but who are you? Where am I? The last thing I remember was my ship crashing and– oh my carriage, I meant my carriage crashed. Of course.” AU
  • Character A is Character B’s sidekick, and Character B had finally admitted that it’s time for Character A to learn how to pilot the time machine. Character A is ecstatic. Character B is terrified.
  • After being saved by a mysterious stranger, Character A tries to thank their savior, but Character B has vanished. Character A sees Character B  around town – sometimes changing their appearance radically, sometimes recognizing Character A and sometimes not – and Character A can’t help but wonder what Character B really is.
  • “Oh goodness, what’s the proper greeting for this time period. Uh…Top of the mornin’ to ya’!”

notmyrealblogdonotfollow  asked:

While we're talking about analogies, I always feel like a Sim that can't walk through a door because a plate's in the way or something. That frustrated shrug thing they do, as if they're saying "How can you ask me to walk this way?! This is clearly impossible!" even though it's just a plate. That's executive dysfunction.



Little Minx

Summary: The Joker kidnapping you, Harley’s new girlfriend, as pay back.

He knew she was going to leave him at one point was she realized what he was doing to her. He knew she would try and run but he never would have guessed she would have to you.

He knew you, you were just as crazy as him but more dangerous… A lot more dangerous. Much like him, you had the same birth place but it had more of an effect on you, you had the ability to manipulate of elements.

You were walking down the street with a bags in your arms as headed back towards your shared apartment. You felt your stomach knot up and a lump form in your throat as you felt the oh so familiar presence from behind you. You stopped in the middle of the side walk and turned into the alley way between the two buildings. “J, I know you’re there.”

The deep laughter ringed through the alley. “The little minx is right.” Before you could do anything, you felt something hard hit the side of your head and your vision turned black.


Once your vision returned to you, you took in your surroundings and realized you were in the all familiar place that you were once in long ago. “Fuck…”

“Language Kitten.” The maniacal voice was heard in the darkness. “Only Daddy can use that language.”

You hissed at him, trying your best to focus on the air around him but your vision was still hazy. “Y-You’re not my d-daddy, J.”

He came closer to you and grabbed your face between his fingers. “I once was [Y/N] and I will be again.”

You yanked your head back and growled. “Harley will come for me. I will never be yours again, you abusive bastard!”

He smirked down at you and pulled you into a forceful kiss. “You’ll be mine once more…” He purred out before leaving you in the room. 

“No, I am not aimlessly just walking the hallways looking like some poor pathetic lost puppy dog that has no idea how to find his way home. I was going to the um…..the……um, sitting room? Okay, yeah, fine I was wandering and only because I’m having performance withdrawal here. I’ve been on perpetual travel mode for the last year and now I’m here. I have no idea what to do with myself until Monday when classes start up.”

we’re not friends, we could be anything

title: we’re not friends, we could be anything
authors: yoursongonmyheart, nooelgallagher  (@wakeupwakeupwell)

word count: 115k 

The next second, Harry is firing back, “If I wanted to kill you I could have just poisoned your fajitas.”

Louis rolls his eyes. “Clever boy.”

Harry feels his skin start to prickle with irritation. The way Louis talks to him, so condescending… Like he’s smarter than Harry… Fuck that.

“I don’t have time for this,” Harry says. “Some of us have schoolwork to do. And jobs to get to. So if you’ll excuse me.”

Harry doesn’t wait for a reply before he pushes past Louis, hoisting his bag further up his shoulder and rushing towards the door. No, not rushing. That would imply Louis is chasing him out. He walks to the door hastily.

He’s not sure, but he thinks he hears Louis mutter “Fucking wanker” before the door to the flat clicks shut behind him.

// Or…The one where Harry and Louis are unlikely uni flatmates who definitely don’t like each other and definitely won’t fall in love (even if Liam and Niall think otherwise). 

Imagine person A walking in on person B like this

“Stupid fucking hair, stupid fucking smile, they won’t stop staring at me in that way and they– the way they talk, they’re such a flirt I mean do they honestly think I like them?!??!??”

*A makes a sound of astonishment* *B’s ranting is cut midway*

“You didn’t see anything!!!!!!” Yells B indignantly as they run out of the room

we're not friends, we could be anything

by nooelgallagher, yoursongonmyheart

The next second, Harry is firing back, “If I wanted to kill you I could have just poisoned your fajitas.”

Louis rolls his eyes. “Clever boy.”

Harry feels his skin start to prickle with irritation. The way Louis talks to him, so condescending… Like he’s smarter than Harry… Fuck that.

“I don’t have time for this,” Harry says. “Some of us have schoolwork to do. And jobs to get to. So if you’ll excuse me.”

Harry doesn’t wait for a reply before he pushes past Louis, hoisting his bag further up his shoulder and rushing towards the door. No, not rushing. That would imply Louis is chasing him out. He walks to the door hastily.

He’s not sure, but he thinks he hears Louis mutter “Fucking wanker” before the door to the flat clicks shut behind him.

…Or, the one where Harry and Louis are unlikely uni flatmates who definitely don’t like each other and definitely won’t fall in love (even if Liam and Niall think otherwise).

Words: 115506, Chapters: 3/3, Language: English

via AO3 works tagged ‘Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson’ http://ift.tt/2bNiq3V

anonymous asked:

sorry but when I see "homoromantic bisexual" all it sounds like is "I'm actually MORE GAY and therefore better than most bisexuals" like i know that's not what you mean but I do think applying the split attraction model this way (when it was originally created by and meant for ACE PEOPLE) is problematic af.

Well that’s not what I’m saying. Y’all can’t just walk over, stick words in my mouth and then hold me responsible for what you feel like I’m saying. 

I’m not saying I’m “more gay” and I’m certainly not saying being “more gay” or “less gay” (which yikes on those terms at all) makes anyone a better or worse bisexual.

Once again, sorry you feel that my identity is problematic. I don’t. I feel that I experience sexual and romantic attraction very separately and very differently and thus this model is really helpful for me and puts a lot of my confusion to rest. So I’m going to continue using it for myself. 


replied to your



People who obviously do not nor have ever had…

I mean the way you put it, they could be asking for the reason you don’t, rather than making a dumb suggestion (though I doubt this is ever the case).

The reason you don’t “just take out” a segment ring is because it’s the kind of thing you go to a professional piercer to have opened and closed if you don’t happen to have a pair of jeweller’s pliers on hand;

More than likely not the kind of thing you’re going to do on a walk to the store if the weather gets a little nippy.

Wrong Number Series Part 13

Okay so first things first, I would like to give a whole lot of credit to BAMBI for helping me sooooooooo much with this (especially my grammar omg I can’t believe!)!!!!!!! Also this story takes place during the Part 11 text threads! So before Part 12 happened! :DDDD

Here is a link to part 11 for reference! OMG I hope you guys like it!!!!!! :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

“Damn it,” I mumbled under my breath as I walked into the hotel’s waiting room. I had arrived too early to the fan meeting that had been scheduled for the day.

“Hello, Sir! Please, have a seat. The other members haven’t arrived yet.” A short, sweaty man walked up behind me.

“Are they on their way?” I turned around asking, childishly I crossed my fingers inside of my pockets.

“I haven’t gotten word yet…I’ll bring you a glass of water while you wait!” He bowed before speedily walking out of the large, yet crowded room.

Great, now I’m stuck here by myself surrounded by ‘yes’ people, as I like to call them. What am I supposed to do in the meantime? I swear, if no one arrives soon I’ll-

“Here you go, Sir!” The sweaty man appeared and handed me a glass of ice cold water. I had some painkillers with me due to the headache I have had over the last two days. I quickly took out a couple, hoping they would help. He watched me as I popped them in my mouth and took three full gulps of water.

“Thank you, you’re very kind.” I said.

“No problem! Is there anything else you need, Sir?” He asked cheerfully.

“I’m fine! Thank you.” I replied politely.

He bowed before leaving the room to check on the hotel employees as they scurried around preparing for the fan meeting, sweat still beading his forehead.

“Ew” I thought aloud. He should really wipe that sweat off his face every once in awhile. I placed my water on a table and sat on the large black couch that looked brand new.

God, I’m bored. I doubt anyone in this room could keep me entertained until my members arrived. Nevertheless, I decided to give it a shot.

“So, is it hard making all these arrangements for the fan meets?” I leaned over my chair and asked a random worker who was digging through a pile of headsets and microphones.

“N-n-no, sir! Not at all!” She stuttered, looking at me, her eyes full of surprise.

“Really? Everyone seems so busy. Are you sure it’s not even a little troublesome?” I asked.

“N-not at all! Please don’t worry about us, Sir!” She said through a twitching grin.

“Ah, okay, if you say so.” I decided to end the conversation before it bored me to death. That was a waste of breath. There’s no point in talking to ‘yes’ people, they only answer what they think they’re supposed to answer. No one ever says what they’re actually thinking.

I unconsciously took my phone out of my front pocket and opened the text thread I had with a certain stranger.


I typed out, failing to think of a way to start a conversation with her.

Ugh, can you make this quick I’m with my friends.

She replied instantly. Damn it, she wasn’t alone. That meant she’d probably want to end this conversation sooner than she usually does.

I replied with whatever I could think of to keep her talking to me, but she didn’t seem to find it as amusing as I did.

You’re repulsive

“Hah” I huffed, a smile forming on my face. She’s so straightforward, it’s truly entertaining.

What do you want?

She asked. I considered teasing her a bit more, but figured she’d get annoyed easily so I opted for the truth.

Sucks for you bro.

She really has no class.

I’m busy .

“Damn it, nooo.” I whined to myself.

Doing what?

I asked, hoping it was something I could work around.

None of your business.

Ugh, how annoying.

Tell meeeee!!!!!!! I’m so bored and curious!

I begged, continuing my honesty streak. God, I sound desperate.

Ugh, I’m at a fan signing. Haha :p

FAN SIGNING?! What if…no, I doubt it, there’s lots of other celebrities having fan signings out there. But what if….

Who is it??

I asked, unconsciously holding my breath. Eventually she replied.

Exo 😁

I felt my heart drop to my gut.

“What the hell?!” I cursed aloud, caught off guard by the sudden butterflies in my stomach, quickly typing out a response. I was trying to get a hold of myself when another text came in.

Oh right, you’re a fan too. Jealous?

AH this was just too lucky! I couldn’t let this opportunity slip out of my hands, so I decided to play along.

I tried to dig out as much information about where she might be amongst the crowd but everything was just too broad. She’s in the middle next to overly dressed girls……that’s all the girls!!!! How was I supposed to find her in the sea of fans? Maybe it’ll help if I know where she actually is.

Where in the line are you??

Isn’t that creative?

There’s so many people I can’t even tell. Like the middle?

That was barely even helpful, but okay. I could work with that. I tried getting more information on her whereabouts in the line, but everything was too vague. I had to be more straightforward.

What are you wearing?

I asked bluntly.

Ew are you trying to be a pervert on purpose??

I saw this reaction coming from a mile away, lucky for me, I was prepared. The more I’ve talked to her the more I’ve realized she loved showing me up. I just had to keep poking at her until she erupted.

It is not! It’s blue and flowy and cute! 😠 it even has a bow!

“Too easy.” I snickered to myself. Maybe this won’t be impossible after all, just look for the girl in the blue dress with a bow. Easy, right?

“We are one, we are EXO! Thank you!”  I took a bow along with my members and waved at the crowd of screaming fans. My eyes wandered over the crowd for the hundredth time that night searching for a “flowy" blue dress.

“Looking for someone?” I jumped at the sudden voice coming behind me.

“Suho hyung! Don’t scare me!” I said shaking my head as I clung to my chest hoping to calm my beating heart a little.

“Haha sorry!” He laughed obviously amused. “You’ve been scanning the crowd like a cashier this whole time!”

“Wait, what?” I snapped out of my thoughts at the random comment made by my leader.

“… It’s a joke, don’t you get it? Like, when cashiers scan things?” Oh, so it was just another typical ‘Suho’ comment. Wow.

“I’m sorry, I don’t understand cheap jokes.” I answered, rolling my eyes.

“Show some respect for your Hyungs in public at least” he responded through a forced grin. “What have you been searching for? You’re studying the crowd quite intensely, it borderline creepy.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about” I said feigning innocence. “And I do respect you. You’re the one being rude.”

Already being used to my comments, hyung just rolled his eyes and ignored my previous statement.

“Anyway, there are a lot of pretty girls here today,” he began as he scanned the crowd with me. “Are you thinking about dating again?”

“Hey! Pay attention! The tables are set up, time to meet the fans!” Manager interrupted, I have never been more grateful for being cut off mid-thought. I have no idea what I would’ve replied to Suho. Was I actually thinking about dating again?

He rushed us towards the table where the signing would take place. It was absolutely littered with permanent markers and posters, it’s unbelievable the amount of Sharpies we go through at these events.

I quickly sat down next to Jongin and after a speech from a staff member going over the rules of conduct, the organized crowd began moving forward.

One by one, I signed posters and greeted the fans with a warm smile.

“Th-th-th-thank you! AAAHHHHH!!! You’re so handsome!” They would shrill nervously at us.

“Ah thank you! Please keep supporting us!” We would answer back sweetly just we normally do.

I couldn’t help but check my phone every so often, waiting for a text that I knew would never come through. Half an hour later I realized we had gotten through the first half of the crowd, when I suddenly felt the same previous sensation creeping into my stomach. I tried to convince myself that maybe I ate something spoiled, although I had an idea of why I had this unsettling feeling in the pit of my stomach.

Where are you???

I found myself hitting send before I even realized I had my phone in my hand.

Wait! I’m busy!

Could she never just answer my questions on the first try?

Are you close to them yet??

I asked hoping to finally get a straight answer.

Yes but I’m busy OMG!

I looked down the line anxiously, yet all I could see were the faces of the overly nervous fans bouncing up and down. She said she’s close but I don’t see a blue dress anywhere! I continued texting her.

Omg I see them! They’re even more handsome in real life!

Was she making this up? Did she think she could get rid of me if she faked being busy? She did say that she was towards the middle. If she said she can see us that must mean she knows we’re almost halfway through the fans. She couldn’t be lying. She must be here. She might even be looking at me at the moment.

I’ll be her new bias by the time she leaves this room, I thought to myself as I straightened my back and adjusted my blazer.

Whatever, I don’t care anyway.

“Stop using your cell phone, you have to pay attention to the fans!” Suho angrily whispered in my ear before turning back to the fan boy standing in front of him.

Crap! I had forgotten where I was! I was being rude and unfair to the fans who had waited hours to see me, and they hadn’t payed to see me on my phone. I tried to give my full attention back to the fan stepping before me, however, my head involuntarily turned and I searched down the line, but it was hard to see anyone five people down since the line started getting more and more clustered.

“Hello! Can you please make this out to ‘the best little sister’?” It was a fan boy this time who brought me back to my senses as he placed a newly bought album in front of me.

“Sure! Here you go!” I said with an apologetic smile as I signed it and handed it back to him.

“Thank you!!!” He bowed respectfully before moving on to Minseok Hyung.

I quickly looked back down at my phone as soon as it buzzed in my lap.

I’m almost there EEEKKK! I gotta go, bye!

Almost!? How close is “almost”? I desperately wanted to ask her when I was interrupted by another fan.

“Oh my gosh, hi!” Squealed a girl who looked like she was dressed for a party of some kind.

“Hello! How are-!” I suddenly stopped, and took in her appearance. I looked at the girls that followed her, noticing they were all dressed up way too much and wearing what seemed like pounds of makeup on their faces. That means…I tried to see where the line of seemingly plastic girls ended, however there was no blue dress that followed.

Maybe she really was lying. I wouldn’t put it past her, she’s a clever girl who just needed an excuse to not talk to me for a while. How typical. She’ll pay for this. I was just about to give up and turn my attention back to the fan when I saw her.

“I got it! I must have dropped it in the bathroom earlier but someone found it and took it to the front desk, thank God!” I could faintly hear the girl wearing a flowy light blue dress with a bow on it say. Her cheeks were flushed from running, and she panted as she slowed down in front of another girl. Her friend sighed in relief and pulled her back in line within the crowd of people, and just like that, I couldn’t see her anymore . I was mesmerized by the sight of her, I never realized someone dressed so simply could look so stunning.

“Oppa! Can you look at me like that please?!” The girl standing in front of me, with her arms folded, suddenly brought me back to reality.

Why couldn’t I concentrate on what I was doing? I have never been so distracted before. I really needed to stop daydreaming.

“Oh, sorry!” I jumped unintentionally at her shrill voice. “How are you?” I smiled trying to recover, but I couldn’t help feeling flustered. She’s actually here. She wasn’t lying. No! I need to snap out of this and stop thinking about her.

“Not so good.” The girl whined.

“Oh? What’s wrong?” I asked worriedly.

“Oppa doesn’t look at me!” She complained.

“Am I not looking at you now?” I replied jokingly. “I’ll start looking at you from now on as long as you look at me too, okay?”

“AAHHH, yes Oppa!” She shrieked before taking her poster and handing it to Minseok.

The line seemed to be moving in slow motion after I noticed her. I couldn’t help but glance in her direction, trying to steal a second glimpse of the mystery girl I’ve been finding refuge in for the past couple days. But each time, someone either blocked my view or distracted me with a pen and poster.

Stop it. Pay attention to what you’re doing, I chided myself.

However, as much as I tried to give the fans my full attention, my brain couldn’t help but fight back. Why couldn’t she be an ugly duckling like I told her she was? How can someone so ill-mannered look like that? Why does this girl look so healthy and HAPPY? Maybe I didn’t get a good look, it all happened so fast. But why am I so damn nervous?

Once there were less fans before her, I was able to see as she walked closer and closer to the table, step by step, eventually her figure blocked by a girl in sky high heels.

Finally, she climbed up the five steps it took to reach our table and I could finally see her clearly. Her hair down perfectly framing her features. She examined the members faces and her eyes stopped on mine. I froze in place for a second but before I could react and give her a smile she turned away, face flushed. That was adorable. No, wait, what.

I couldn’t help but smile to myself as I greeted the next fan. There were three more fans left before I met her. Two more. One more. I probably glanced at her a hundred times before she finally reached me.

She took a step sideways to stand in front of me, still laughing from her encounter with Jongin. I wonder if I could make her laugh like that. No! What are you even thinking??

“Hello!” She bowed gracefully. “My name is Y/n! It’s nice to meet you!”

Y/n. My throat felt so tight I thought I’d choke if I tried to talk. I stared at her, taking in her presence. How could she have such a positive aura around her? She’s not bare faced but she doesn’t seem to be wearing much makeup. She looks healthy, I think she’s glowing. That blue dress really compliments her. What felt like a second to me must have been longer because she cleared her throat awkwardly, as she played with the bow on the waist of her dress.

Damn it, she was right, it is cute. How do you turn off your brain?

“Anyway, thank you for working so hard for your fans!” She chirped happily, snapping me out of my inner battle.

I stared, unable to form words. What the hell was wrong with me?!

“I really admire your hard work, but I hope you’re able to rest soon.”  She continued earnestly, as she held her smile.

“R-right!” I was finally able to spit out. Did I just stutter? “It’s all worth it when we get to meet fans like you!” I tried to smile sweetly as I searched for the right words to say to her.

“You don’t have to lie, I can tell you’re exhausted.” She smiled back at me sincerely.

“What?” I replied, caught off guard.

“You look handsome and all but…are you sure you’re not sick?” She blurted after taking a closer look at me.

This woman, really. How does she manage to be so straightforward without a thought? Although, I do have to admit, it’s quite refreshing.

“I’m fine, thank you!” I assured, taken aback by her grit.

“Hmm…you should still get some rest, just to be sure.” She replied unconvinced, eyes observing me.

Seriously, who does she think she is? I had a hard time figuring out whether she was being genuinely concerned or just plain rude. It probably would have seemed more sincere if I didn’t know her true, almost crude character. Maybe if I poke her a bit, she’ll reveal her true colors.

“I’ll try my best to rest for you but I do have a lot of practicing on my schedule before our comeback, thanks!” I grumbled, hoping she’d connect the dots and pick up on my snide remark.

“Ah I see” She sighed, completely oblivious. “It must be tough…”

Is she stupid or something? How could she not get it? Is this really her? It has to be, but, why isn’t she giving me sass?

“You’re holding up the line. Move it along, will you?” Manager quickly spoke in my ear before going to stand behind to Kai.

“It can be, sometimes.” I acknowledged. “Don’t worry about me, though! Do us all a favor and keep taking care of yourself!” I said sincerely. After realizing how desperate I must’ve appeared, I quickly added, “I mean, if you don’t, who’s going to be our fan? It’ll get boring pretty quickly. It was really a pleasure to meet you, though! Have a nice night, Y/n!” I signed one of our posters and handed it to her with as charismatic a smile as I could muster.

“Okay, I will, Oppa, work hard, then! Thank you!” She replied shyly, taking the poster from my hands as she bowed before stepping in front of Minseok hyung. I froze momentarily.

She just called me Oppa, I think I just died. She’s never going to hear the end of this… No, she can’t know who I am, what am I even thinking?!

I turned to watch her as she went down the line of members and greeted each one with the same smile she greeted me. It put a sour taste in my mouth. That’s supposed to be my smile…. WHAT.

What was that all about? I wasn’t expecting any of it, I almost didn’t remember what it was that had happened.

As opposed to before I met her, my mind was now blank. Was she rude to me? Was I rude to her? She was just stating her thoughts. No one ever did that to us, it was much more amusing to witness it in person than over text, that was certain.

Honestly, I had been slightly worried she’d be uninteresting and pass by me without leaving any impression, but I was so damn wrong. She was nothing like I expected and, yet for some reason that I can not fathom, I was happy because of it.

Is it wrong that I want to see her again?

I quickly pushed the thought away as the next fan stepped up.

I hope you enjoyed it!! We worked really hard on it!!!! :DDDDDDD

The next part will be out soon!!! Idk when yet but (hopefully) soon!!! :DDDDDD

Part 1Part 2Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5Part 6Part 7 / Part 8Part 9Part 10 / Part 11 / Part 12 / Story 1 / Part 14 [TBP]

I always thought you’d come back
arms open
waiting for me to jump up
and cling to the flesh on your neck.
I can see it now
you’re standing in a field,
the sun’s setting behind you
but it’s not blinding
your silhouette looks too perfect,
like a painting,
like a dream
I don’t wake up yet
I keep walking
the wheat grazing my legs.
I feel the breeze as it blows through my hair
it’s the perfect temperature, just sitting on my skin

(like you used to when we were curled up in bed,
your fingers tracing the small hairs on my arms
starting from my wrist all the way up to my shoulder.)

I finally get to you
as if I’ve been walking my whole life
destined to stand a foot away.
(almost there, but still not close enough)
I can hear your breaths
so faint it blends into the wind
like a little whistle,
it takes me back to when you held me in your arms as you slept.
I never realized all the little things I missed.

we’re standing in this wheat field,
the Suns making my eyes gold, I can tell by the way you’re looking at me
you see this sparkle in my eye
and wonder what happened,
why it ever disappeared.
it only feels like we’ve been standing there for a few seconds
or maybe hours
I can’t tell.
all I can think about is your hand
all I can think about is you moving it just a few inches
reaching out for mine

then all of a sudden the Suns practically gone,
the moon has started its turn in the sky and is just behind me
your eyes drift
locked on its white crescent
you only see her

(I always thought you’d come back.
come back from this dream youre in
where you love the sun,
but no matter what you’ll always belong to the moon.
I always thought some day
the sparkle in my golden eyes would be enough)

in the dream it’s too dark to see anything except her.
you’re looking at me
but still her body is balancing on my eyes
dancing as they shift back and forth,
swimming as tears start to form.

(I’ve always been waiting
waiting for her to sleep so I can be reborn,
so you can see my eyes change from brown to gold,
so you can feel my warmth.
I’ve always been waiting for excuses
to be enough for you
I wonder when I realized I never was
I wonder how long I pretended I never knew.)

—  “you may be sunshine darling but we both know the moon has my heart” // August 27, 2016

anonymous asked:

Malec's scene at the hallway from 1x13 is actually my favorite so far. Two people talking in a mature way bc they want to try and make it work. I really hope they keep this up and don't do like in the books where I always felt like Malec was almost incapable of communicating, like if keeping their insecurities and fears and things hidden was more important then the relationship. It's actually the only thing I'm concerned regarding Malec's story for future seasons. You're so on point about that!

Me too! My heart hit the floor so hard when Alec walked in after Camille got her hands on Magnus because I thought it’d be down hill from there. Shock, horror, Magnus and Camille, jealousy, tantrums, ‘I knew you’re into girls too but seriously?’, the whole nine yards. I was so surprised and so damn relieved that our Alec is the type of guy to be above petty drama. And then for Magnus to clear the air later without being prompted because he didn’t want Alec to have it in his headspace, that gave me massive hope, too.

They talked about what was important, communicated openly and honestly and it was refreshing. Drama for drama’s sake is so boring, so when an alternative path pops up, I fall a little harder for the story and it’s characters. Malec so far have been written and portrayed timelessly and respectfully and I could not be happier. I hope it’s a trend that continues.


On my way to and at Deichtor :)

I enjoy walking through Hamburg :3
Everything is not too far away and there is a lot to see and take in along the way :)
I wanted to go to Deichtor for some time now but never had the opportunity until someone organized a meeting for people who like photography in a place close by :D

I walked from Wandsbek to Deichtor :D
It was great although probably not the best idea considering that I’m still not 100% healthy but anyway the weather was just too fine to pass on this :3
It was about 30°C warm and the sun was shining which is just what I like (*´ω`*)

Deichtor is close to the Speicherstadt and a very nice place :3
There are a lot of restaurants and old buildings :)
The new buildings try to fit in but don’t do too well (^-^;)

I was quite happy to arrive at the meeting because I just ran out of water upon arrival :D

I just enjoy my time now even though I need to take care of paperwork and my letters of application :)
Today I helped a friend move the first batch of her belongings into her new flat which was quite a task and we will need at least another day to complete this task :D
It was fun though and I enjoy helping people :)

I wish everyone a great weekend with sweet dreams and happy people (^-^)/

eternalshuboth  asked:

What kind of games do you think the four would be into? I imagine Dempsey would be all over the First Person Shooters

Dempsey: Would be a hardcore call of duty gamer

Richtofen: Would be addicted to the sims and may or may not kill every single sim he has in very creative and colourful ways

Nikolai: Would be all up in the ‘FarmVille’ games and would be that annoying friend on facebook sending you a milion invites a day

Takeo: Would be all over long story driven games like ‘The Walking Dead’, ‘The Last Of Us’, ‘Heavy Rain’, etc… AND would be able to play horror games without flinching while the other three freak out behind him

((Mod: Just imagine them playing a game like ‘slender’ together and Takeo being the only one to hold it together))


You were sitting on a little stone wall, feet dangling in the air while you watched the secene in front of you unfold.

„Pardon me, um….“ Negan started, trying to remember Olivia’s name.


„Oh, right….Olivia. I’m sorry to have been so motherfucking rude to you just now. Looks like I’ll be at the very least spending the night here awaiting your fearless leader’s return. If you’d like…I think I’d enjoy fucking your brains in…if you were agreeable to it.“

He got slapped right in the face while Olivia stormed off angrily, leaving him standing with a dumbfounded look. You couldn’t help but laugh, he definitely had chosen the wrong girl to make his stupid jokes.

„You think that’s fucking funny, sweetheart?“ Negan asks and walks over to you, his hands on your thighs, making their way up your dress. He said it more in a joking tone than anything, so you weren’t really scared. To be honest you weren’t that scared of him at all. Blame it on your poor choice of men or the fact that you had a thing for the bad guys but you actually liked him.

„No Sir.“ You answer, trying to stay serious, which didn’t work that well. You still had to giggle occasionally.

„Sir…hm?“ He licks his lips, his hands pushing your dress out of the way to move up even more. You didn’t bother to stop him, hell why would you? He was freakin’ hot.

He stops when one of his men calls him over, „Well damn…“ He smirks, giving you a wink before leaving to take care of whatever the guy wanted.

You had already been lying in bed, trying to sleep when you heard strange noises inside your house. You grabbed your gun and quietly made your way downstairs to check it out.

Letting out a scream you tumbled backwards and fell to the ground when someone or something grabbed your wrist. The gun was kind of useless because you never got the chance to fire it and wished you had brought a knife.

When you looked up you saw Negan standing above you, „Dear god, you scared the hell out of me.“

„Oh no need for that…just call me Negan.“

He took your hand and helped you up, „What are you doing here?“

„Making a friendly visit around the neighborhood.“

„Oh really? Well please don’t do it again or I might shoot you for real next time.“

„Come on don’t be fucking mad at me, babe.“ He smirks, his arm wrapping around your waist, „We’re gonna have some fun.“ He whispers before he spins you around and begins to shove you in the direction of your bedroom.