if you're sick of seeing my shit don't worry i hate you too

anonymous asked:

I don't know if I'm late for the drabble game but I have been thinking about this for a while. Can you please do a Taehyung's POV from Zaddy 3, that part when he's coming to see her, and the whole fight? That part when she's scared of him, the whole almost- slapping thing it's one of my fav parts, you're genius. ❤ I hope I'm not late for the party, but don't feel pressured or anything.. 😇

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Dragon Age II - a short summary
  • Hawke: damn we managed to escape from hell in Lothering now things will get better.
  • Ogre: well think again motherfucker
  • Hawke's sibling: don't worry people I'll protect ya'll.
  • Hawke's sibling: *dies*
  • Wesley: don't worry people I'm a templar I'm hella jacked I got this.
  • Wesley: *dies miserably*
  • Flemeth: hey losers I just saved your fat asses by turning into a dragon I already did that in the previous game.
  • Hawke: we lost two of us why didn't you come sooner?
  • Flemeth: you're fucking welcome
  • Flemeth: so bring this thing to this elf please
  • Hawke: why
  • Flemeth: bitch don't make me turn into a dragon again
  • ---
  • Hawke: finally we arrived in Kirkwall now things will get better.
  • Gamlen: well think again motherfucker
  • Leandra: shit bro we rich where all da money at?
  • Gamlen: I've got a problem ok you future zombie bitch
  • ---
  • Hawke: well a year passed I'm not gonna say that things will get better because last time I said that shit went down real quick
  • Varric: *impales someone for no reason* yo join me and my useless brother in a very risky spedition in the deep roads there will probably be no reward at all
  • Hawke: where do I sign
  • ---
  • Aveline: hey what's up I'm a city guard now.
  • Hawke: who the fuck are you?
  • Aveline: shit we met one year ago before the ogre my husband is dead rude
  • Hawke: fuck me I forgot to mention you in the first part of this post sorry girl
  • Aveline: I'm unromanceable
  • ---
  • Fenris: I'm trying to escape to my former master he is a mage
  • Hawke: cool bro cool
  • Fenris: I hate mages
  • Hawke: got it
  • Fenris: no like seriously if you support mages I'll kill you like forreal dough
  • Hawke: no prob homie
  • ---
  • Varric: Hawke we need some maps for that spedition I know a guy who got them.
  • Anders: yo I'm the map guy I also am mage and hate templars
  • Hawke: you look like you're gonna fuck shit up in the ending you know that
  • Anders: I hate templars they're evil.
  • Hawke: k
  • Anders: don't trust them or else I'm going to do something really really stupid
  • Hawke: I got you
  • Anders: I'm going to do something really stupid anyway tho
  • ---
  • Isabela: fuck me
  • Hawke: yoooo
  • ---
  • Hawke: shit I forgot I had to give this shitty medallion to that shitty elf for that shitty dragon bitch a year passed I better hurry
  • Marethari: thanks bring it up that mountain it's dangerous tho someone might die.
  • Marethari: Merrill you're going you little ungrateful shit.
  • Merrill: bitch you always put me in danger first with Tamlen and Mahariel now this I'm gonna call some hella sick demon to ruin this clan you'll fucking see
  • Merrill: just joking I love y'all that's why I use blood magic and I'm trying to restore a big ass mirror I'm not even sure what it does actually
  • Hawke: you're prettier than what you were in Origins
  • Merrill: is this a compliment
  • Hawke: *delivers medallion*
  • Flemeth: yo whassup bitches *turns into a dragon and flies off into the sunset*
  • Hawke: majestic
  • ---
  • Varric: so the spedition started here we are in the deep roads now
  • Varric: hey nice red lyrium idol
  • Bartrand: yeah really nice I'm taking it
  • Bartrand: I'm also leaving you here later assholes
  • Hawke: well shit
  • ---
  • Hawke: here we are in Kirkwall again now things will get better.
  • Arishok: *inarticulate yelling*
  • Arishok: *acts like a bitch*
  • Arishok: *starts a war*
  • Hawke: I should stop saying that
  • Isabela: well I think that's my fault bc I stole some qunari relic
  • Isabela: my bad *leaves*
  • Hawke: Isabela what the actual fuck
  • Fenris: I managed a duel between you and that giant unbeaten Arishok
  • Fenris: that's way better than all of us and Kirkwall's army fightning against six or seven qunaris I think
  • Hawke: who asked you
  • Isabela: hello friends I'm back
  • Hawke: Isabela you slut turn that book rn
  • Isabela: chill
  • Arishok: I'm taking the woman too
  • Hawke: no you're not you ugly horned owl
  • Arishok: *dies*
  • Qunari: we're leaving bye
  • ---
  • Hawke: ok I ended a war what now
  • Meredith: what about another war lol
  • Hawke: why me
  • Orsino: Hawke templars are big fat meanie help us
  • Meredith: Hawke mages are out of control help us
  • Anders: don't worry people I got just a fine solution
  • Anders: *blows chantry up*
  • Hawke: fuCK
  • Sebastian: kill Anders
  • Hawke: where do you even come from?
  • Orsino: we will resist 'till the end!
  • Orsino: nah I changed my mind better turn into a living nightmare and kill everybody
  • Hawke: yeah sure why not
  • Meredith: blood magic is bad so I'll use a magic red lyrium artifact to destroy everything.
  • Hawke: seems legit
  • ---
  • Cassandra: so it's over but we need Hawke now where is that fucker there is another fricking war coming
  • varric: idk lol

anonymous asked:

Can you write a drabble based on 'rear view' by zayn please?:)

Hi anon,

Here you go.   Hope you like it.   So hard to focus on all the whole song and if I did that would be a whole bigger different story. 

Angst here, its about healing a little bit and its got a hint of fluff at the end and its so long and wordy and ugghhh, oh god I hope you don’t hate it.  (some of it is under the cut/read more because its long and I’m so incapable of doing drabbles  -  I’m so sorry). 


The stars in the night sky shine above as he orders the drink from the bar, the beach side bar he’s frequented for the last 6 nights, since he upped and left.  

Its a warm night, there’s the sound of music coming from the old CD player in the corner, some music that his mum and dad used to play when he was a kid, stuff from the 70s he thinks, stuff he grew up listening to and that fills his heart with something other than the hollow feeling that’s been there for too long, nostalgia and not the type of nostalgia that threatens to rip his heart into pieces. 

He tosses a few extra coins in the direction of the guy behind the bar who nods his thanks, picks up the shot glass and walks away from the bar area, away from the couples and the groups of lads and girls that are congregated by it.

He carries on walking till he finds the quiet spot that’s become his place over the last few 4 nights, he sits on the the sand facing the sea,  its just by a palm tree,  its far enough away that all he can hear is occasional bursts of laughter and the bass of the music, so that all he can really hear is the sound of the sea, and its far enough away too that the only real illumination, the only light comes from the stars and his phone as he unlocks it, and looks at the time, he’s early and there’s an irony there that Kit would laugh his head off at, then as he waits he finds the messages screen and looks through it.

As expected each message is full of love, of reassurance that ‘you’ve done the right thing mate’ but it’s always with a ‘when are you coming back to us?’ as a post-script. 

He has to resist the urge to simply type out ‘never’ and though it’d be honest at least because he’s got no urge to go back, no urge to relive everything, no urge to think of what he’s lost, what’s never going to return and how at each familiar place in town, he sees them, him, them both, but he resists that urge nevertheless.    

Because there’s a part of him that wonders if maybe the counsellor was right, maybe time eases the pain, maybe by revisiting all those places over and over again, the pain would ease and he’d start to remember the good times but he’s not sure he can risk his heart disintegrating in the mean time. 

So here he stays, till he feels he can trust that won’t happen.

The sound of a stone hitting the water interrupts his thoughts, and despite himself, he grins, though he covers his mouth as he does so, and rests his chin on the hand that’s propped up by the knee that’s bent upwards now. 

‘This is getting to be a habit’ comes the voice from just behind him, and then he hears the sound of his sandals and then there’s a hand that pats twice on his shoulder before it’s removed and then he’s sitting next to him quietly adding.  ‘Some habits are good for your health I reckon’.

He doesn’t reply, he doesn’t react, and for the next few minutes, they’re silent, Liam has a small stick with which he draws out a board for noughts and crosses, and he holds a torch in his mouth the entire time while they play game after game, and the only sound that Zayn truly hears is Liam breathing through his name and then mumbling out the word ‘you cheat’ as Zayn wins yet again and even on the worst day, it raises a smile.

Its been like this for the last 4 nights, the first 2 nights he hadn’t even left his room save for going out and getting some street food and enough beer that he forgot who he was almost and really staying in London and finding the nearest offie would’ve been better, and cheaper. 

Then came the 3rd night, when the noise of the bar quickly became too much, but he needed more than the 4 walls of his room, and so he’d picked up the drink, and kept walking, until he’d found this spot and he’d settled in for a night of staring at the sky, wishing somehow that Kit could be there with him, wishing that all that pain could disappear, remembering everything about the last 9 months, forgetting all about what had gone before that time, everything they’d built up just gone  the moment they walked in the consultants office.

And he’d found himself crying, and he’d carried on till he there was nothing left in him, till he looked in the distance, and he heard the laughing and yet it felt like another world, and yet it was one that he and Kit would’ve existed in, where Kit would’ve shone like the beacon he was, like the person everyone honed in on.

That’s when he felt at his lowest ebb, and that’s what the counsellor said you needed to feel before you could start to recover, but at that point he had no desire to,  he’d just felt the familiar shiver, the tremble and the feeling of wanting to be anywhere but here, but anywhere wasn’t any good either, so he was screwed either way so he’d stood up and he’d walked closer and closer till his feet got wet, and he knew he wasn’t going to go any further, because he wasn’t Kit, he couldn’t see something through to the end, except he’d thought that’s where Kit was wrong because he didn’t see them through to the end, and Zayn knew that was unfair, but so was this, so was this life.

And the problem was that running away certainly wasn’t helping, so what could?

Turns out Guardian Angels or angels in general don’t just come with fluffy wings, and a harp, they come in the form of brown hair, bleached by the sun, bright beach shorts, a baggies football shirt and a smile that was impossibly bright which meant that Zayn didn’t even need  the light from his phone.

‘I’ve seen you trying to swim earlier today mate, don’t fancy your chances much if you go for a paddle right now’

Those were his first words.   And it was enough to make Zayn turn round even if it was just to say.

‘Who the fuck are you?’

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anonymous asked:

hey bonneyboo (why did i do that), i don't know if you're accepting requests, but if you are, can you do one where juvia can control people with their blood? it's been in my head ever since and i watched avatar with my siblings. and i know she'll be horrified about that. (oh no, the things i think about juviboo)

I am a HUGE fan of Avatar, so imagine how happy I was to get this request? HAHA Anyways, here comes the drama!

The first time it happened, she had been in a mission with Gray. It was supposed to be an easy mission but somehow, they found themselves in the middle of a life or death battle. Gray was fighting off three mages, Juvia fought with three more and the Fairy Tail Mages had advantage.

Until a seventh man appeared out of nowhere with a long dagger, coming out of the bushes, and running straight to Gray, clearly intending to stab him in the back.

Juvia saw the whole scene as if it was in slow-motion. She remembered the memory she had during the Games about Gray dying to protect her and how much it hurt – more than she thought she could bear – and there was no way in hell she was going through that again.

Not if she could help it.

By instinct, she raised her hands in the direction of the assailant. The Water Mage had no idea what she was going to do to stop him, she was too far away to stop him with her water, but somehow, she knew something was going to happen.

All she needed to do was to just stop him.

His hand was holding the dagger tightly and he was almost stabbing the clueless Ice Mage.

Stop. Him.

With a surge of power like she never felt before, Juvia focused on the man – she could feel each drop of his blood through his veins, she could do anything she wanted with it – and just before the blade connected with Gray’s back, his whole body froze.

Juvia was breathing heavily, holding on to her power knowing that just a second’s weakness and she would release whatever she had grasped and the blade would go on its course. It hurt so much she could barely speak.

“Gra-” She tried to speak doing her best to stay focused, but came out as just a little louder than a whisper. She could feel something hot and wet coming down her nose, but didn’t pay much attention to it, preferring to gather strength to call her boyfriend. “Gray-sama!”

The Ice Mage’s attention snapped back at her and his eyes widened her direction. Noticing the man behind him, Gray took a step aside. “What the hell?” Noticing the dagger, Gray disarmed the man and punched him in the face.

Only then, Juvia let go.

She fell to her knees, she rested her forehead on the dirt; she could barely breathe, her whole body was shaking and her vision had black dots dancing around. Juvia felt sick.

“Shit.” She heard Gray say and two seconds later, Gray was kneeling next to her, an arm around her shoulder. “Juvia? Juvia, come on! Look at me.” The blunette kept her position.

“I couldn’t move!” A male voice said, and Juvia could hear the fear in his voice. “What did she do to me? She was inside of me, I could feel! What is she?”

“If you don’t want to end up like your buddies over there, I suggest you to leave right now!” Gray yelled and there was a big thud when he used his magic to scare off the man probably by creating something of ice. She heard footsteps getting far away and then Gray was talking to her again. “Juvia, why are you bleeding?”

The blunette didn’t understand his words fully; why was she bleeding? With her breathing more in control, she finally sat straight – which was a bad idea, the black dots in her vision became worse – and Gray promptly brought her closer to his body.

“Alright, don’t worry. I got you.” He said that over and over again. “Damn it, Juvia, you are so pale.” She closed her eyes, her vision almost all black. “No, no, no… Don’t faint on me.”

“Not gonna faint.” She managed to mutter.

“Could’ve fooled me.” Gray told her. “I don’t see a bruise anywhere, not even on your nose. What happened?”

Juvia opened her eyes and looked up at the Ice Mage – he looked so concerned it warmed up her heart. “He was going to stab you. Juvia stopped him.”

A bit of understanding passed his expression. “The dagger.” She nodded. “How did you stop him, exactly? He wasn’t wet.” She must’ve made an awful expression, because he immediately said, as gently as he could: “Alright, calm down. You don’t have to tell me, okay?”

She shook her head a hid her face on his chest. “Juvia… stopped his body. I couldn’t let him hurt you, Juvia won’t survive if she has to see you bleed to death again. Juvia felt the blood in his veins and she just… she stopped him.”

“What?” His tone was surprised. “I didn’t know you could do that.”

“Neither did Juvia.”

“It makes sense.” Gray told her. “Blood is mostly water.”

She could feel her eyes getting wetter. “My own magic hurt me when I did that, it… attacked me; Juvia could barely breathe, she was shaking and her knees gave in. It knew it wasn’t right, it shouldn’t be done, but I couldn’t let him hurt you.” She looked up to him, the black dots were gone, but her vision was blurry because of her tears. “Please, don’t hate me. I didn’t know I could do that. It was awful. Please don’t tell anyone, please. They’ll hate me if they know.”

“Hey, no one will hate you, Juvia, come on.” He caressed her back. “I certainly don’t. I’m more worried what it did to you.” Gray cleaned the blood that came from her nose with his thumb.

“What if there’s something wrong with me?” She asked in a terrified whisper. “What if I do it again?”

Gray’s arms tightened around her. “I know better than anyone how it is to fear your own power, how to lose control; and not once you gave up on me. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with you and if there were, I wouldn’t give up on you.” He touched her cheek. “I can help you bury this new power or help you master it, it’s your choice. Don’t do this like I did, okay?” Feeling a bit relieved, she nodded. “Alright. Right now, though, I am taking you to a doctor.” She opened her mouth to argue, but he didn’t let her speak. “That’s not negotiable. You didn’t see yourself, I did.” Gray stared at her, kindly. “You helped me carry my fears, let me help you carry yours.”

Juvia teared up and nodded. She was still terrified of her own power, still worried what she could do, but knowing Gray was there with her made her feel safer than ever before.

He would help her, like she helped him. 

anonymous asked:

Are you still taking prompts? If so, could you write some more of the Gallovich Queer Club thing you've been doing? Ian and Mickey with Mandy, Carl etc?

// yes I am totally taking prompts! and wow thanks for requesting something from that idea, not many people have read it :) let’s see where this goes… //

// NOTE: you don’t need to have read the previous fics I’ve written in this universe, they all work as oneshots :) //

Carl was holding Yevgeny as he waited for Ian to come back from his therapy session. ‘So does Ian just live here now?’ he asked Mickey.

He glanced across the sofa to Carl. ‘We haven’t really talked about it…but he wants to be here. And I like him being here,’ he said with a note of finality.

Carl nodded. ‘What are you going to tell Yev?’

Mickey couldn’t keep up with how quickly the kid’s mind jumped from question to question. ‘What are you talking about?’

‘As he gets older, he’s going to start asking questions. He’ll ask why Ian sleeps in your bedroom and why his mom and aunt are sleeping across the hall.’ He wasn’t speaking rudely, just curiously.

'Look it’s not as if I haven’t thought about that,’ Mickey began awkwardly. In truth Mickey had been thinking about it more and more since the day he first held his son. 'I don’t know, honestly, we’ll just figure things out as we go.’ He didn’t like talking about it.

'Does Ian want to be Yev’s dad?’

'I don’t know, ok? Jesus.’ Neither of them spoke for a moment. Mickey sighed. 'I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have snapped like that. Sorry.’

Carl shrugged. ‘It’s fine. Don’t worry about it.’ But he didn’t ask any more questions after that. Thankfully Mandy walked in from her bedroom, just wearing panties and a t-shirt.

'Hey, is Ian not home yet?’

Mickey shook his head. ‘Doesn’t finish therapy until four. Shouldn’t be back for, like, forty minutes.’

'He left the house at one-thirty,’ Mandy said. 'He told me his session was at two. Mick where is he?

'He said was going back to his house for a couple hours. Said he wanted to see Fiona and Liam…why did he tell you his session was at two? Shit,’ he said, immediately standing up and heading for the door. 'Carl? Mandy?’

'Let me get some clothes on,’ Mandy dashed back to her room whilst Mickey put Yev in the stroller. She emerged a minute later with Svetlana.

'She told me,’ Svetlana said. 'I want to help find Ian.’

She and Mickey looked at each other silently for a moment. Then he nodded. ‘Ok. Thanks.’ They left.


They’d so far discovered that Ian hadn’t shown up for his appointment, and Carl had called Debbie and learned that he’d not been to the Gallagher’s either. It had been almost an hour. Mickey was starting to sweat nervously.

'I should’ve gone with him. I should’ve fucking gone with him!’ he muttered to himself, kicking an old beer bottle on the sidewalk.

'Don’t blame yourself,’ Mandy told him firmly. 'Let’s try the alibi, yeah?’

'Yeah, I have a shift in thirty minutes anyway,’ Svetlana said.

Mickey glanced at her. ‘You can blow it off if you want.’

She stared at him, taken aback. ‘Thank you. But we need the money.’ They all kept walking in silence, save for Yev’s light snoring.

'What can I get you?’ Kev yelled in greeting as they entered. He grinned, having not seen Mickey in a while.

'Looking for Ian,’ Mickey said.

'He’s not been here. Hey, how’s he doing?’ Kev asked, speaking more quietly now that they were at the bar.

'He’s missing,’ Carl told him.

'Shit. You check the hospitals? Emergency rooms?’

They all looked at each other. ‘We didn’t think of that,’ Mandy admitted. Mickey looked like he was going to throw up.

'It might not be that bad,’ Kev said hurriedly. 'Why don’t you try Boystown?’

'Why would he go there?’ Svetlana wondered.

'Why would he want to go there?’ Mickey murmured to himself, staring at his shoes.

'Ok I’m going to shut up and pour you a shot,’ Kev did so, lining up glasses for Mandy and Svetlana too. He tossed Carl a juicebox.

'Mick, we should probably head down there. It’s plausible,’ Mandy said.

He nodded. ‘Thanks Kev,’ he said.

'Yeah, hope you find him.’

Svetlana leaned down to lightly kiss Yevgeny, and then paused before hugging Mickey. It took a second before he hugged her back. It was brief but affectionate.

'Shit, you going straight again Mickey?’ Kermit yelled, laughing.

'Not fucking likely,’ Mandy spat at him as she wrapped her arms around Svetlana’s waist and kissed her, rough and hard. Carl grinned.

'Well that’s definitely bought in more business,’ said Kev amidst the wolf whistles from surrounding drinkers.

'Bye,’ Svetlana said to Mandy, grinning and licking her lips.

They headed out, the men in the bar shouting for Mandy to stay too. She just stuck up her finger as they left.


'So…this is Boystown?’ Carl said, looking around in wonder. 'Why have I never been here before?’

'Because it’s a fucking shithole,’ Mickey told him.

'Let’s just find Ian. And Carl, do not wander off anywhere,’ Mandy said, 'Can you push the stroller?’ She passed it over to him.


They first went for the club where Ian worked. It was fairly dead inside, with it still being early.

'Hey!’ Mickey yelled at the manager, who was stood near the bar. 'You seen Ian? Ian Gallagher?’

'No. But if you see him, tell him he needs to come by and collect his tips from last weekend.’

Mickey frowned. ‘He’s not had a shift here for nearly a month. He said he called to take some time off. He’s - sick.’

'He was here on Saturday. Mixing drinks and dancing as usual. Stopped giving lap dances though. Shame. He was one of the best.’

Mickey didn’t say anything. He just turned around and walked out as fast as he could. He felt like his head was going to explode. Carl was first after him.

'Are you ok?’

'Why would he lie to me?’ Mickey said. He was furiously trying not to cry. 'When has he even had time to come down here? Why would he…is he sick of being around me?’

'The guy said he stopped giving lap dances. That’s proof that Ian isn’t sick of being around you.’

Mickey didn’t say anything for a second. ‘I’m pissed with him but mostly I’m fucking worried,’ he told Carl.

'Let’s take the L to the hospital?’ Carl suggested.

'Mick!’ Mandy’s voice came from behind them. 'This guy saw Ian.’

A fit man in black jeans walked beside her. ‘I just sold to him. About an hour ago,’ he said quietly, glancing around to make sure no-one else could hear.

'Fuck,’ Mickey sighed. 'So he’s lost and he’s high? What did he buy?’

'Uh, coke, E. And some weed.’

'Why would he do that?’ Mickey asked Mandy, his eyes wide and desperate.

'He didn’t say where he was going,’ the dealer added.

'Yeah you can fuck off. And don’t fucking sell to him again,’ Mickey said, and swiftly kneed him in the groin.


They were on their way to get the L, walking under the bridge, when he saw them.

'Hey!’ Ian’s voice. Mickey immediately spun around. Ian was slumped on the ground, leaning against part of the bridge. He ran over and crouched before him.

'Ian, what the fuck? What have you taken?’

Ian’s eyes were unfocused. ‘Ah…a little of this, little of that,’ he said unhelpfully.

Mickey took his hand. It was cold. Probably from sitting out here. ‘Ian…why?’

Ian shrugged, unable to meet his eyes. ‘I don’t know. I don’t know anymore,’ he whispered. ‘I just didn’t feel like therapy…it feels like I’m not making any progress…and I know that would upset you…so…I don’t know,’ he shrugged apologetically.

'No, Ian, not knowing where you are and finding out you’ve been snorting coke upsets me. Actually going to therapy, that’s progress. You have to talk to me if you’re worried, if you’re unhappy. Please…the fact you’ve been thinking these things in silence…Ian when I said I loved you I fucking meant it. I need you to tell me this stuff so I can help you. I am never going to be upset with you about something like that.’

'Sorry I couldn’t be honest,’ he said. He was crying now. 'I’m sorry Mick, I’m just so fucking scared because I can’t control anything in my head anymore. Some days I can’t see myself. And I’m terrified that one day you’re going to realise that you don’t know who you’re lying next to anymore. Because I sure as shit couldn’t tell you for certain. Every day it's…a mess. Every day, Mick,’ he sobbed, leaning into Mickey’s chest. Mickey held him.

'There is no way that I wouldn’t recognise the only man I’ve ever loved. The only man who taught me how to be free. And now I guess it’s my turn to help get you free. Mess? I know mess. Nothing will stop me from loving you. Nothing. We can and will get through anything. But you’ve gotta meet me halfway, where you can. Don’t just leave me ignorant back home while you’re out using this shit to cope. Please. Please, Ian.’

'Yeah, I’ll try to talk to you. I promise,’ Ian breathed Mickey in for a moment before reaching into his pockets. 'Can you take these? I - I don’t want to have them on me anymore. Just in case,’ he told him.

'Of course,’ Mickey said, pocketing it. 'Thank you.’

'I do love you too…I love you and that’s why I hate myself for all of this even more.’

'Don’t, Ian. Don’t hate yourself. Just don’t. You’re not worthy of hate. Trust me,’ he told him sincerely. Ian just looked at him and cried. And neither boy could really tell whether they were good tears or bad tears.

'Mickey please can we just go home?’

'Sure, yeah…your house isn’t far,’ he said, helping Ian stand.

'No,’ Ian gently tugged at his shirt. 'Our house. Our home.’

Mickey smiled in spite of everything and kissed him. ‘That’s home?’

'It’s where you are.’

And then Mickey was crying too.

'Well that answers my question,’ said Carl. They all looked at him, confused - but Mickey nodded and smiled at him slightly.

// the end. hope this was ok…please keep prompting me for fic-a-day-for-may! //

a hella long list of random lyric sentence starters (pt. 7)
  • "I would never wish bad things, but I don't wish you well."
  • "Bet it sucks, to see my face everywhere."
  • "If she really knows the truth, she deserves you."
  • "Never again will I kiss you, never again will I want to."
  • "After today then there's nothing you owe me."
  • "I'm so glad that you came, I needed someone who loves me."
  • "Don't try to talk yourself into this love."
  • "You can't try to stay, you either will or you won't."
  • "You think you're smarter than me with all your bad poetry."
  • "I'm not a little kid now, watch me get big now."
  • "I feel like I'm just missing something whenever you leave."
  • "I'm taking back what's mine."
  • "You'll miss the slice of heaven that I gave to you last night."
  • "You're just a piece of meat to me."
  • "They say love grows, but I've only seen it die."
  • "I'm too young to feel like I'm runnin' out of time."
  • "I get so scared thinkin' I'll never get over you."
  • "Maybe I'll never get over you."
  • "I met someone new and now I'm scared to go all the way."
  • "I can't get through to you."
  • "I can calm you."
  • "I'm out of my mind; think you can wait?"
  • "I won't make trouble."
  • "I'll try, but I couldn't be better."
  • "Stay with me among the strangers."
  • "Hold on, what's the rush? We're not done, are we?"
  • "You can stay one more hour... can you stay one more hour?"
  • "You know I'm gonna find a way to let you have your way with me."
  • "You know I'm gonna find a time to catch your hand and make you stay."
  • "I'll be here when it's all done you know."
  • "What's the point in chasing if I can't enjoy your face?"
  • "I don't care what clothes you wear, it's time to love and I don't care."
  • "And if I was running, you'd be the one who I would be running to."
  • "I am not lying, I am just trying to find my way in to you."
  • "Love everything you do when you call me fucking dumb for the stupid shit I do."
  • "I wanna ride my bike with you."
  • "It's not like I'm asking to be your wife."
  • "I wanna make you mine, but that's hard to say."
  • "Is this coming off in a cheesy way?"
  • "There's a little bit of heaven in everyone."
  • "Love will lead us all to smithereens."
  • "Everybody knows the world's about to end."
  • "I know those pretty actresses are calling your name."
  • "I'll be here waiting, I'll always be the same."
  • "You were supposed to be there by my side."
  • "When you say that you want me, I just don't believe it."
  • "You're always ready to give up."
  • "What if I need you, baby? Would you even try to save me?"
  • "I'm so sick of worrying that you're gonna quit over anything."
  • "Should I be scared?"
  • "You were comforting and quiet, how did love become so violent?"
  • "Everything was so sweet until you tried to kill me."
  • "I'm so unprepared, I'm fucking scared."
  • "Does it trouble your mind the way you trouble mine?"
  • "Have you given up?"
  • "I used to be a little bit shy."
  • "Speaking up to you about my emotions has always been hard."
  • "Don't let me stop you from doing what you want to do."
  • "Just don't pretend that you're into me."
  • "You tell me that I'm beautiful, but that could be a lie."
  • "What if I'm fallin' for a heartbreaker?"
  • "I'm always watchin' for someone to show their darker side."
  • "I was young, but I wasn't naive."
  • "My love for you was blind, but I couldn't make you see it."
  • "I loved you more than you'll ever know."
  • "A part of me died when I let you go."
  • "Chasing after you is like a fairytale."
  • "It’s all fun and games 'til somebody falls in love."
  • "I learned a lot about being a friend when I was alone."
  • "I've made more mistakes than you can count."
  • "Are you too nervous to be lovers?"
  • "Friendship's ruined with just one kiss."
  • "I can't keep starin' at your mouth without wonderin' how it tastes."
  • "I'm with another boy and he tried to win my heart, but it's taken."
  • "I'm giving you the lead."
  • "I won't make the move, you must make the move."
  • "Don't second-guess your feelings, you were right from the start."
  • "I notice she's your lover, but she's nowhere near your heart."
  • "I think it's very dangerous if we do not take what's ours."
  • "I'm winning you with words because I have no other way."
  • "I'd love to look into your face without your eyes turning away."
  • "I’d call you up but I know you’re not alone."
  • "Maybe all that we were meant to be is beautifully unfinished."
  • "I hate you and I love you and I wish you’d go away."
  • "I hate you and I love you and I wish that you would stay."
  • "Kids are still depressed when you dress them up."
  • "He doesn't think I'm that fucking dumb, does he?"
  • "Remember all the things we wanted?"
  • "All our memories, they're haunted."
  • "We were always meant to say goodbye."
  • "I didn't come here to hurt you, now I can't stop."
  • "You couldn't have loved me better, but I want you to move on."
  • "I know that you'll find another that doesn't always make you wanna cry."
  • "I love you enough to let you go."
  • "I grow fonder every day."
  • "God only knows why it's taken me so long to let my doubts go."
  • "I don't know why I'm scared, I've been here before."
  • "You never know if you never try to forgive your past and simply be mine."
  • "Will I ever know how it feels to hold you close?"
  • "I dare you to let me be your one and only."
  • "Give me the chance to prove that I'm the one."
  • "I know it ain't easy, giving up your heart."
  • "That basic bitch leaves finally."
  • "Was he yours, if he wanted me so bad?"
  • "She’s getting on my nerves."
  • "You don’t love her."
  • "Loving her seems tiring."
  • "I know you don't think that I am trying."
  • "A girl like you is impossible to find."
  • "I always swore to you I'd never fall apart."
  • "I may have failed, but I have loved you from the start."
  • "I can tell how much you hate this and deep down inside you know it's killin' me."
  • "Nothing I can say would change anything."
  • "Such young love, but something in me knew that it was real."
  • "I live through pictures as if I was right there by your side."
  • "You’ll be good without me and if I could just give it some time, I’ll be alright."
  • "I didn't think it'd happen, but I guess it had to happen."
  • "I want you back here, can't you see?"
  • "Gonna take more than just time."
  • "I know I did you wrong, but now it's said and done and I'm sorry."
  • "Yeah I took and broke your heart and your world was torn apart, but I'm sorry."
  • "Touch me when the lights go off... but don't fall in love."
  • "Babe, there's something tragic about you, something so magic about you."
  • "There's something lonesome about you."
  • "You call me on the telephone, you feel so far away."
  • "I don't want to play no games."
  • "I'm tired of always chasing."
  • "I don't give a fuck about you anyways, whoever said I gave a shit about you?"
  • "I wish I didn't care all the time."
  • "All I ever wanted was a simple way to get over you."
  • "I don't believe you when you say you don't need me anymore."
  • "Don't pretend to not love me at all."
  • "The passion's there so it's gotta be right, right?"
  • "Don't you ever say I just walked away, I will always want you."
  • "All you ever did was wreck me."
  • "I just wanted you to let me in."
  • "I thought you were my best friend."
  • "You're not the girl I once knew."
  • "It's such an evil thing to watch someone have jealousy."
  • "Nobody wins when you're full of envy."
  • "I was always happy when I was watchin' you become a star, but you were only happy when the world was openin' up my scars."
  • "You sold yourself for your fame."
  • "Did you really mean the words that you said?"
  • "Show me the truth."
  • "I should have told you, but I never had the courage and I thought you really wouldn’t understand."
  • "Tell me, are you who I thought you were or who I wanted you to be?"
  • "Why do I feel so deceived? Guess I believed what I wanted to believe."
  • "You're the only one who knows exactly what I mean." "You're not what I expected."
  • "You're the only one who knows how to handle me."
  • "You're such a great kisser and I know that you agree."
  • "I hope you can forgive me for that time when I put my hand between your legs and said it was small 'cause its really not at all."
  • "I guess there's just a part of me that likes to bring you down just to keep you around, 'cause the day that you realize how amazing you are you're gonna leave me."
  • "I will not make the same mistakes that you did."
  • "I will not let myself cause my heart so much misery."
  • "Because of you I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me."
  • "You should have known better than to lean on me."