it breaks every time i look at these pictures

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Finally take a break from binging on other video games and the first thing I draw is a depressing Prompto… ;_; At least he’s looking back on happy times!

I’m tired of people telling me what I’m feeling is normal. That feeling my heart plunge deeper into my body every time someone says your name is completely normal. It’s not, it’s not fucking normal at all. Don’t try and say you understand because you don’t.

You will not understand because you observed out love from the outside. Maybe from a distance, it didn’t look too serious, but trust me, you’ll never understand because if you knew how we felt you would not question why I shiver when I hear your name or see a picture of you, smiling and completely un-phased by everything.

—  i have trouble explaining why after 4 months im still on the verge of breaking down every time someone says your name

hamilton ( cut songs/workshop versions ) sentence starters !!

the reality is not a pretty picture.
tell him to stay home!
you have invented a new kind of stupid.
i begged you to take a break, you refused to.
you’re the only enemy you ever seem to lose to!
i look at you and think ‘god what have we done with our lives, and what did it get us?’
i’m not here for you.
 i will choose her happiness over mine every time. 
she died. she’s gone. ❞
 she changed my life. she made my life worthwhile. 
 sometimes it seems that’s all we do. 
 you and i will build a strong foundation. 
 you’ll blow us all away, someday. 
 just apologize, we have worthier pursuits! 
that’s when i realized this was not a game. 
 i want the world to know what i intended to do. 
 he must have been so scared. 
 i never had his instinct for self preservation. 
 it’s not in his political interest to kill me. 
 god, i can’t wait to see her again. 
 bitch, please! you wouldn’t know what i’m doing! 
 the line’s behind me, i crossed it again. 
 you fat mother f– ! 
 we in the shit now, somebody’s gotta shovel it. 
 if you knock me down i get the fuck back up again. 
 you swing at my family, you better not miss. you better have another punch to throw. 
 you could let it go. 
 people will always be critical. 
 let other people be cynical. 
 you’re smiling because you know i’m right. 
 you didn’t kill him, did you? 
 were you here this whole time? 
 you don’t have to bring a gun to a knife fight. 
 you know you really ought to listen to your wife, right? 
i hope you’re happy. 
 you could have given me a word of warning. 
 shhh. haven’t you talked enough? 
 i need you by my side. 
 i have a plan, but it’s risky. 
 but i couldn’t turn my back on a nation in need. 
 PAY YOUR FUCKING TAXES! 
 teach them how to say goodbye. 
the enemies i’ve made won’t have anything on me now. 

anonymous asked:

idk if this has been done but how about mc lyric pranking the rfa+v+saeran? can be sfw or nsfw!

Saeran: Little Did You Know by Alex and Sierra 

You: Little did you know...

Saeran: Don’t tell me you ate my ice cream. 

You: How I’m breaking while you fall asleep, Little did you know… 

Saeran: Muffin, what are you talking about? Tell me, please remember no secrets between us 

You: Im still haunted by the memories…. Little did you know I’m trying to pick myself up piece by piece…

Saeran: Look I know I don’t deserve you okay but please tell me how can I help you because (y/n) you helped me pick up my pieces please babe please let me know how to help you… your scaring me…

You: Underneath it all, I’m held captive by the hole inside, Ive been holding back for the fear that you might change your mind…. 

Saeran: Please.. don’t tell my.. my biggest fear is coming true… please.. noo.. lets talk about this when I get home… please..

You: Im ready to forgive you but forgetting is a harder fight 

Saeran: NO PLEASE NO IM SORRY PLEASE (Y/N) IM SORRY PLEA-

You: COOKIE IM SORRY ITS JUST A SONG I LOVE YOU… I ATE YOUR ICE CREAM IM SORRY… 

Saeran: @$#%! HDFGJQN GD^!*@ 

Jumin: Ego by Beyonce 

You: Aw, baby, how you doing? You know I’m gonna cut right to the chase, huh? Some women were made But me, myself? I like to think that I was created For a special purpose, You know? What’s more special than YOU? You feel me?

Jumin: Continue Kitten

You: It’s on, baby let’s get lost, You don’t need to call in to work ‘cause you’re the boss, For real, want you to show me how you feel, I consider myself lucky, that’s a big deal, Why

You: Well, you got the key to my heart, But you ain’t gonna need it, I’d rather you open up my body, And show me secrets you didn’t know was inside, No need for me to lie

Jumin: Keep going my love, you have my full attention *he exits the limo* 

You: It’s too big, Its too wide, its too strong, it won’t fit, its too much, it’s too tough, You got a big ego, such a huge ego, I Love your big ego..

*you hear the door open and then you felt your back lightly hit the couch* 

*You see jumin licking his lips and suddenly you felt his hot breath tickling your neck* 

Now now my kitten, lets see you stroke *grabs your hand and puts it on his crotch* this ego and lets make it fit shall we? 

Seven: Acquainted by The Weekend 

You: Baby you’re no good, caused they warned me bout your type, got me ducking left and right

Seven: You got that right ;)

You: You got me touchin on your body, to say that were in love is dangerous, but seven I’m glad we’re acquainted 

Seven: Really having my d**k in your mouth means that we are just acquainted.. WE ARE NOT EVEN FRIENDS. I THOUGHT WE WERE DATING. FINE IF YOU DONT APPRECIATE ME.. ILL FIND SOMEONE WHO DOES!! I AM HURT THAT YOU DEGRADED EVERYTHING WE HAVE TOGETHER 

Seven: Oh and if I was you, I would pick a song that we didn’t fuck to :) love you see you in 10 mins!! 

V: Gotta Catch em All - Pokemon Theme Song 

You: I want to be the very best, like no one ever was 

V: Hello my precious angel :) I hope you can accomplish your dreams and be the best in your field! Know I love and support you always! 

You: To catch them is my real test, to train them is my cause! 

V:  …… 

You: I will travel across the land, searching far and wide!

V: Teach Pokemon to understand!!!! The power that’s inside!!!! Pokemon, (gotta catch them all) its you and me!!!!!!! I know its my destiny!!!!

You: Pokemon, (gotta catch them all) its you and me, I know its my destiny
Pokemon, oh, you’re my best friend!!!!! In a world we must defend, Pokemon, (gotta catch them all) a heart so true!!!Our courage will pull us through

V: YOU TEACH ME 

YOU: AND I TEACH YOU!! 

V: POKEEMOOONN

YOU: POKEEEMOOOON !! I never would of that the amazing, carefree, would know the Pokemon theme song! I never knew you liked those stuff :

V: I like to be a bit mysterious… it goes with me.. Me and Jumin use to battle each other all the time..We still do…. I started with popplio.. he started with Rowlet… 

You: Dont fuck with my litten.

Yoosung: Burn by Usher 

You:  Its going to burn for me to say this but its coming from my heart 

You: It’s been a long time coming, we da been fall apart 

Yoosung: Baby do you need me to call an ambulance!! ARE YOU AT THE APARTMENT A HEART BURN SOUNDS SERIOUS 

You: I really want to work this out but I don’t think you’re gonna change

Yoosung: Have I done something wrong? :( I know you are out of my league, I hear my classmates whispering how can a pathetic guy like me have someone so beautiful as you :( 

You: I think its best we go our separate ways… 

Yoosung: I always dreamed of this day coming.. first… sally left… then Rika… and now you… I… respect your wishes (y/n).. can you please.. just wait till my last class is over? May I have permission to buy you your favorite flowers and food because if this is going to be my last time seeing you, I want to have a good memory of you….

You: *dies* *guilt* *his heart shattered* *your heart is shattering* YOOSUNG IM SORRY IT WAS A JOKE A LYRIC PRANK IM SORRY!!! YOU KNOW IM IN LOVE WITH YOU!!!! IM SORRRY 

Yoosung: WHY WOULD YOU WANT TO PLAY WITH MY HEART WHEN YOU KNOW ITS YOURS *SENDS CRYING EMOJI*

Zen: Pullin me Back by Chingy 

You: Every time I try to leave….something keeps pulling me back, Telling me I need you in my life

Zen: What do you mean ‘leave’. Define it and use it in a sentence. 

You: It was meant to be, You were meant for me, So that means we gotta make it work

Zen: I am legit confused. This is worse than an unpolished script. So you want to break my heart but then you want to make it work. We are talking about this when I get home. Im leaving practice right now. Just look at a picture of me and just remember all the good times we have. Please. 

You: It was all good at first, Spending money, going shopping, Eating at the finest restaurants,And then from club hopping

Zen:  So when you think and see a picture of me, all you think is materialistic things! REALLY! Wow, Jaehee was right about you, you were just using me. I’ll help pack your things when I get to my house. Thanks for breaking my heart. 

You: NO HYUN PLEASE IT WAS JUST A PRANK YOU KNOW I WOULD NEVER DO THAT PLEASE HYUN FUCK BABY PLEASE IM SORRY LOOK UP THE LYRICS AND YOU WILL SEE THAT ITS FROM A SONG AND AND BABY PLEASE 

Zen: *sends winks face selfie* Cute how my acting skills even work on you ;) I love you too baby, don’t ever think about messing with me ;) 

Jaehee: Come and Get It by Selena Gomez 

You: You ain’t gotta worry, its an open invitation 
Jaehee: Did you open my mail? 
You: I’ll be seating right here, real patient, All day all night, I be waiting standby 
Jaehee: Please (y/n) don’t stay up for me, Mr. DickHead has me working over time :( I don’t want you to sacrifice yourself for me :( 
You: Can’t stop because I love it, hate the way I love you, All day, all night, maybe I’m addicted for life, no lie.
Jaehee: You speak beautiful words hehe *3* thank you for making hell more bearable :) 
You: I’m not too shy to show I love you, I got no regrets. I love you much, too much to hide you, this love ain’t finished yet.
Jaehee:  What do you mean show me……. 
You: *sends nude* 
*jaehee in the office* 

Originally posted by kaaatana

‘how perfect?’ (derek hale drabble)

it’s almost a week later and here tf i am with these damn vday drabbles. enjoy this hunk!

(gifs aren’t mine!!)

“I can’t stop thinking about you… I can’t.” ft Derek Hale

You and Derek dated secretly for a little over five months. You thought things were going well when Derek walked up to you two days ago. You thought he was finally okay with telling the pack. You were, of course, wrong. He grabbed you by the arm during the middle of a pack meeting and pulled you into his study, slamming the door behind him. He kept pacing back and forth, eyes never meeting yours as he slowly explained to you that he no longer wanted to date you. He wanted nothing to do with you, personally or professionally. His outburst surprised you, but you walked out with your head held high. The rest of the pack didn’t know what was going on or why you wouldn’t show up to the meetings, but you managed to give them viable excuse after viable excuse.

Today is probably the most annoying day of all after your fall out with Derek. Today is Valentine’s day, a national holiday to remind you of both your loneliness and your rotten luck. The rest of the pack had gone out on a couple’s dinner sort of thing, and Lydia made a point to invite you every day, but you couldn’t go. Not because of Derek’s sorry ass but because you didn’t wanna be the seventh or ninth wheel.

So instead, you’re at home. You’re dressed in a comfy crop top and baggy sweats, a bowl of ice cream in one hand and a bag of hot chips in the other. You set your snacks down on the table and before your ass can hit the sofa, you hear rapid knocking on your door.

“I’m coming! Jesus,” you grumble, walking to the door as the knocking becomes more incessant.

Your mind immediately jumps to the worst conclusion as you twist open the locks of your door. What if your friends were hurt? What if “couples dinner” was code for attack??? You quickly unlock the door only to find Derek on the other end. He looked like a complete wreck, and the terrible feeling rushed through you again.

“Derek, what is it?” You whisper, keeping yourself together as you let Derek in, closing the door behind him. He stands in the small hallway, not moving. “Derek please tell me what’s wrong? Is someone hurt? Did something happen? What–?”

“I can’t stop thinking about you… I can’t,” Derek repeats the words, almost as though apologizing to you.

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“W-what?” You hesitantly place a hand on his shoulder and he looks up at you, his tired sea green eyes meeting your gentle ones.

“I’m so sorry. But I can’t stop thinking about you. I go to sleep every night, picturing you next to me. I wake up every damn morning wishing I could kiss your forehead one last time. I can’t sleep, I can’t focus, you’re clouding my every thought, Y/N,” Derek’s voice breaks as he falls to his knees in front of you.

“Derek,” you whisper, gently running your fingers through his hair as he buries his face in your stomach.

“I don’t want you to get hurt, Y/N. I don’t know what I’d do if you got hurt,” he wraps his arms around your legs and let’s it all out.

You lower yourself so you’re face to face with him as he tells you about a new threat, a vampire coven. The pack had never dealt with a coven before, but they’d heard rumours about how ruthless they could be. They’d take the pack’s weakest link and tear them to bits. Derek didn’t trust himself around you, he didn’t want to risk your life so he broke things off and pushed you away.

“I’m so sorry, Y/N,” Derek whispers, gently cupping your face. You lean into his touch and close your eyes.

“It’s okay, Der. I feel better now… at least it’s not my fault,” you look up and meet his loving eyes.

“Is that what you thought?” His eyes search yours before leaning forward and placing light kisses all over your face. “It’s not at all your fault. You’re perfect.”

“Well, I wouldn’t go that far, but I am pretty damn great, huh?” You smirk as Derek chuckles, shaking his head.

“You’re perfect, I swear.”

“How perfect?” You whisper, biting your lip as Derek stills in front of you, eyes landing on your lips.

“Let me show you.”

“Can I be him?” - Part II

At first, you believed it was a good idea to ask Eggsy for the biggest favor he could ever do – pretend to be your boyfriend. However, you are a bundle of nerves at the garden party because suddenly you are scared of what your heart wants. 

Warning: None
Eggsy Unwin x Reader 
Part TWO of the ‘Can I Be Him?’ - Series

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Otayuri week 2017

DAY 2: Social Media or Celebration (online relationship headcanons)

  • I am 100% sure their relationship is build on social media and online relations, because they’re almost always so far away from each other. 
  • But everyone would be like “Yeah, sure, because they’re not 24/7 in contact”
  • They’re on messenger all the time.
  • They’re definitely sending each other snapchats all the time. Otabek would be the “I see something, I take a picture of it” guy, so Yuri would see every road Otabek goes, every new pet met and every place he’s in.
    Yuri would be the “Look at my face and how bored am I” guy, 100 selcas every day, with small breaks of Vikturi photo with snarky remark.
  • Yuri sending every cat related video/post for Otabek immidiately. He would get same in return, because Otabek would do everything to make him happy.
  • Skype calls every evening. Just to hang out, not even talking too much. 
  • When Yuri misses Otabek too much, he calls him in the night just to hear his breath and voice. They definitely pay too much for their phones, but well
  • Of course, they would do videos of his new routines/jumps, sending them immidiately, just to know if other person would like it.
  • Every morning (for him, of course), Otabek would send Yuri photo of sunset, or sky, or a flower, something beautiful, with “I wish you could see this with me, good morning”, or “May your day would be so beautiful like you and this flower” (SORRY BUT I THINK OTABEK WOULD BE KINDA ROMANTIC SHIT AND YURI WOULD ALWAYS LAUGH AT HIM BUT LIKE IT ANYWAY)
  • Yuri would be the one sending his photos late at night, sleepy, in his bed, with “You should be here”
  • I STRONGLY BELIEVE ONE OF THEM WOULD ONCE WRITE “I LOVE YOU, MAN” ON FACEBOOK (YES IT WOULD BE YURI) AND IT WILL BE THE FIRST TIME THEY SAY THIS.
  • But Otabek would immidiately write back “I love you too, Yura”
  • Yuri would have tons of photos from their meetings on his Instagram for world to see, because he doesn’t care.
  • They would have photos of each other as backgrounds on their phones. 
Taehyung as a MLM Boyfriend

Jungkook | Namjoon | Hoseok | Jimin | Seokjin | Taehyung | Yoongi


- he’d. be. THE. cutest. boyfriend. 

- he’d love taking you to those high end boutique’s where the two of you would try on the most expensive and ridiculous clothes

- never forgetting to take 1,000,000 mirror pics of you two in the fitting rooms

- but after all the kidding about, you’d always buy each other a piece of matching jewellery or matching socks 

- if there was ever a carnival within a 100 mile radius, you could count on tae making you drive the both of you out

- you’d try extra hard to win him stuffed animals because tae’s face always lit up when you won teddies for him 

“yes, i spent £20 to win that frog. why? because if my boyfriend wants the damn frog, he’s getting it.”

- he’d name the toy a mix of the both of your names, calling it your “frog baby”

- “taehyung i’m too young to be a father”

- “you’re gonna leave me to be a single dad and raise our baby frog alone? wow, i’m hurt”

- s.n.u.g.g.l.e.s

- tae would be so clingy

- he’d want cuddles every time you were at the dorm or he was at your house

- but you’d never get sick of it because he does this little thing where he lays his entire body on yours, rests his head in the crook of your neck and places tiny, soft kisses on your neck every so often 

- IM CRYING SOMENNE HOL D ME

-  tae would have literally the cutest nicknames for you

- snuggle bean, mr muffin, baby boo

- you’d call him beautiful, baby boy, tae baby

- everything would just be so mushy and adorable 

- he’d flash his boxy smile at you every time you called him baby boy and pet his hair

- when you first starting dating, the rest of bangtan (especially seokjin) would be a bit wary of you 

- nothing personal tho, just the fact that they thought there was a potential that you could break their sunshine’s heart 

- but after spending lots of time with you eating, playing videos games and just hanging, they’d come to love you and realise that you loved tae as much, if not more, than they did 

- taehyung would send you really cute texts with 600 emojis scattered through them whenever you two were apart, whining about how much he missed and loved you

- he’d send you pictures of literally every dog he passed (and stopped to pet) on the street

“look!!!! we should adopt some dogs when i get back from promotions!!!!”

- he’d just be the best and cutest and sweetest and clingiest boyfriend and if anyone says otherwise they can fight me


aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand the last one is yongle dongle ! stay tuned for the biggest gay 

Let Me In {1}

Sequel to The Sun and The Stars

Word count: 1968

Warnings: mentions of death, grief, pretty heavy on the angst

A/N: This sequel was inspired by the lyrics of this song (hence why it’s named “Let Me In” so credit to Skinny Living for the inspiration). Hope you all enjoy this fic and seeing where everything goes xx

Originally posted by uchihaclan27


Two years later

You lean over the kitchen sink, staring out of the dirty window that overlooks the bustling life of Brooklyn. The noise of the city is calming for you although three years earlier, you would be freaking out at the thought of living in such a heavily populated city. You smile sadly at the irony; it truly showed how much you’d changed since Bucky came into your life, the second time.

Your daughter is asleep in the crib that rested in the corner of your bedroom and you smile as you stroke her soft cheek. You see him every day in her dark hair, the icy blue eyes that had somehow been copied perfectly onto her small face. You’d named her Layla when she was born because her dark beauty reminded you of Bucky and the nights you’d spent together, staring up at the night sky. She was perfect but every time you looked at her, you would feel a sharp stab of pain and longing for her father but regardless, you loved her with everything you had.

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Pairing: Fili x Reader

Characters: Fíli

Warnings: Mentions of Death (Sorry)

Word Count: 2, 246 (I’m so sorry…again)

Note: This one-shot with Fíli x Reader was requested by the lovely girls who wanted a second part! Hope you guys like this one as much as the first! <3 

1. Oh my goodness!!! Please let there be a part 2 with Fili’s reaction when Kili tells him and gives him the stone!!! Please?!?!?

2. While reading this I had to like stop myself from crying because my roommate is sitting right next to my lol but yes I vote for round 2 lol

3. PLEASE!!! Please may we have a second part?!?!? 

Links: Part 1 Part 2


How unbearable it had become for me to awake alone each morning, for the past two and a half years in nothing but the dried tears of sorrow and misery to keep me company. Deeply inside, at the roots of my soul, I knew that nothing was to be the same any longer but I didn’t want to admit it. I loathed to admit it.

Why? I had pathetically questioned myself countless and numerous times. What had I done to the heavens to deserve such punishment? What had I done to anger Illuvatar?

Even the torturous, long days seemed to mock me as they took an eternity to pass by. The blowing winds did so as well, whenever I would decide to leave my house - which was once every blue moon. The winds seemed wicked as I heard them scream in my ears. There was absolutely nowhere I could go to hide myself from the rest of the world or perhaps bury my foolish deeds as deep as I could into a whole in the ground. But I was certain that even the soil of this Earth wouldn’t want to partake in my measly matters.

Therefore, I decided to do what any heartbroken, lonely woman would do - I locked myself in my own home, lay my head upon the pillow, letting the heavy slumber aid me in escaping reality. And what a crass idea that had been!  

I had jolted awake every time, with the familiar feeling of my pulsing heart hammering against my ribcage, as it seemed that at any point, my heart would break through it. My dark, luscious hair would be damply sticking to my neck and forehead and furiously, I’d rub my eyes, thinking it would make the nightmare disappear. I wouldn’t even want to begin describing the horrifying details of the same spiralling abyss that was my nightmare. But the only thing I cloud say was it always portrayed a figure that looked a lot like Fíli.

And when I got out of my bed to sit at the kitchen area, I’d clearly picture the future where Sigrid was Queen Under the Mountain and by her side, was Fíli grasping a tight hold of her hand as he’d smile handsomely at her before leaning over for a passionate kiss. 

I’d often imagine Sigrid being the mother of Fíli’s heir and he’d tolerate her little knowledge of politics for her natural beauty. And even if I’d ever cross the Durin Prince’s mind, he would only be thinking as to what had happened to me and why I had chosen to flee from Erebor. As in regard of the stone Fíli had engraved for me, it would possibly be tossed carelessly under the mountains of treasures in Erebor, where it would be forgotten.

A sudden, vigorous knock at my door, rendered me to almost spill my hot tea all over my dress. Sighing, I wipe my mouth and swiftly walk over to open the door. As I do, I try my best not to roll my eyes in utter annoyance. For heaven’s sake, I definitely need to move…

“G’day to you, (Y/N)!” Rosa and Rhoda, the twin sisters that were my rather-too-nosy neighbours greet in unison. Once I had moved to this small town at the outskirts of Bree, these two hadn’t stopped disturbing me for a long while. They claimed to know everything that happened in this town and apparently, since I had been the most interesting topic of conversation for about…well, since I had arrived, Rosa and Rhoda were determined to find out everything about my life; even if it meant inviting themselves to the doorstep of my lonely home. Which currently seemed to be the situation. 

I tried to genuinely smile at them but my eyes betrayed me. Not only that but the corners of my lips fought so hard to rest and reveal the true way I was feeling. But I couldn’t let that happen, not after realizing that everyone in this town, nicknamed me “Mysticus Mary”.

“Yes, good day to you as well, girls.” I greet as I place my hands on my hips, looking from one redhead to the other. “What can I do for you?”

“We just had gone shopping,” Rosa replied, beaming up at me, her twinkling honey-brown eyes never seizing to give me chills.

“In the market!” Rhoda exclaimed as her small hands reached to her bag and presented me with a wooden box. Quizzically, I raise my eyebrow and look between them for an answer. “It’s quite…lovely but I’m going to need more information than that.”

The girls giggle, nudging each other at the elbows before Rhoda opens the top to reveal what seemed to be some sort of board game. “It’s called deleb, it is said to be the favoured pastime of the Valar.” Although, I did not care how these girls spent their fortunes, at this moment I couldn’t help but feel a little concerned. “Do you really believe that? It’s just another trick from the seller to get you to buy it.”

“Perhaps,” Rosa replied, shrugging. “But there isn’t anything like this in this town. So, as special as it is, we thought we’d play it together.” As Rosa said this, she lightly pushed me out of the way and scurried to my living room with her sister right behind her as they giggled like innocent toddlers. Irritably, I shut the door and involuntarily made way to the living room. “This was not the way I wanted to spend my evening.” I mumble to myself.

It would be quite difficult to believe if I, the so-called mysterious woman, told anyone in town that I had spent my whole night playing this game of deleb with the two infamous taletellers. Honestly, it was a thrilling yet irksome board game with simple and straightforward rules. Throw a one, four, or six, the player received an extra turn. The player can’t land on his own pieces. The first player to get all of their pieces off the board wins the game. Yes, quite simple and it would have been much more enjoyable if I hadn’t had to play with such nettlesome girls.

Nightmares would have haunted me just the same, therefore being too scared of taking a short nap, I sat by the window pane, as night turned to dawn. This morning came with an orchestrated musical silence, one that the soul is only able to hear the melody of and the ears could not. A new day had come and many deemed it to be filled with new possibilities, a fresh page yet to be written. But not for me…

Though, like a marvellous oil painting, I did admire the daylight sent shimmering rays over the hills that are clothed in green blankets, bestowing upon them a soft, golden path. I blinked toward the sun as its crown peaked over the faraway hills, rendering me to sigh contently from the rays that soothed my heart. I was about to place my head against the glass, sleep reigning over me, when I heard a pounding knock at the door and every cell of my body grew rigid. Though, I did not know why I froze.

Slowly, I walk out of the living room, sliding the door closed, so, whatever business was going to be happening outside, it would not to wake my uninvited guests. Who was visiting me at this hour of the day? Couldn’t these people leave me in peace? As these thoughts raced through my mind, I reach to open the door.

“Alright, what is - ” I stop myself mid-sentence as my eyes immediately widened. My heart races rapidly as I’m facing a dozen dwarf guards standing in their military stance. The reason my heart was racing was not due to the fact that they were dwarves but because two of them held the bend flags depicting the royal emblem of Erebor. This could have only meant one thing…

Just as I thought, he appeared from amongst the dwarven soldiers. My breath caught in my throat and blood rushed to my face. He was wearing the crown of Erebor upon his brow and his golden hair outshone the very rays of the sun, making it cower in envy. His calloused hand rested upon the grip of his heavy sword as his azure eyes met mine. Slowly yet confidently, he invited himself into my home, strutting as he did so, but not before shouting a command to his soldiers in Khuzdul.

Once the door was shut, I wondered what he was thinking or feeling at this moment. Was he angry? Was he saddened? Or perhaps Kili had told him of my last words and he had come to ridicule me of them. Apart from that, my eyes roamed at every perfect detail of his features as if I was doing my best to memorize them once more before he’d leave me again. He seemed even more mature than he was when we had met at Bag End; stronger - I noticed as my eyes traveled southward - with hands that were capable of absolutely anything. 

The Durin Prince stepped closer to where I stood and reluctantly I stepped back, squeezing my hands together, trying my best to hold his intense gaze. That was when I realized that the light, warm blue of his eyes was replaced with a darker hue. “Do you know how long it has taken me to find you?” Fíli questions, his voice lower than his usual tone. Before I could even think of how to answer him, he adds, “Why did you leave? Without even bidding a simple farewell?”

I narrow my eyes at him. “I had told Kili - ”

“Me.” He interrupted, tersely, “Why didn’t you say goodbye to me? Was it truly that easy when you took the decision to run away?” 

“Never.” I reply, biting harshly at my trembling lip. Fíli exhaled, momentarily looking to the floor, shaking his head, then reaching to the pocket of his fur coat. The first tear broke free and it was hard for me to contain the rest as they followed in an unbroken stream. In his palm, he held what I had thought could have been casted away to the rest of the treasures.

It was the stone. Kidhuzel

“And this,” Fíli demanded, “why did you leave this behind? I thought I had told you it was yours to keep as a token.”

I shook my head, lowering my gaze, unable to look at the dwarf I loved so much, in pain. “I left it on purpose.” I whisper, hoping he hadn’t heard what I’d said. But of course as angry as Illuvatar was, he’d never side with me today.

“Why?” Fíli asked, his eyebrows knitting in confusion. Silence lingered in the air, like a thick void of my own dark shadow. Fíli grew more agitated by the second that passed, so in his authoritative voice, he orders me, “(Y/N), I want an answer.”

I sigh and swallow nervously. “Because I…I didn’t want to keep feeling the pain when I looked at it or held it.” 

Fíli frowned as I felt a fear rise inside me. “What do you mean? I made it as a symbol to represent our friendship.” 

I looked across my guest room to the burning fire in the chimney. Somehow, as of that moment, the burning flames seemed to match the same inferno I was feeling in me. “Yes, I am well aware of that.” I reply, sullenly and Fïli noticed the hesitation of my voice. “What aren’t you telling me?” He pressed, with a gravity in his voice. “(Y/N), tell me what’s troubling you.” 

My eyes blurred with tears and I furiously wiped them away, “It’s nothing.”

“Clearly not. Kili told me you were upset before you had left. He also told me that you wanted me to keep the stone.” Instantly, I look up at the handsome dwarf to meet his softened gaze. And with much doubt, I asked, “Did he tell you anything else?”

Fíli’s expression was unreadable as he nodded, making his braid-stache swing back and fro. “Aye, he said the rest as well. but I want you to say it…this time to me, not my brother.”

I made a dismissive gesture with my hand. “Does it matter now? You are married to Sigrid and you are King Under the Mountain while I am a low-life human, a daughter to a farmer.”

When Fíli made no effort to answer, I realized the grief that came in waves and threatened to consume him entirely. He was at the mercy of its whims as it engulfed him entirely: strangling his veins and cobwebbing his mind. Fíli’s grief disappeared just as quickly as it had shown. As, now, a burning rage hissed through his body as he clenched his jaw firmly and tightened his hands into fists. 

“Oh Mahal,” I swore, “Fíli, what’s happened?” I ask, moving closer to where he stood, achingly wanting to comfort him.

“Sigrid,” He murmured, “She’s died. After she’d given birth to our son.”


Clearly, there will be another part to this…cause I got way too carried away! BTW, Rosa and Rhoda are going to be on the next part, just thought I’d let you guys know, if you’d gotten confused.

Today I wanted to touch upon a very important subject for many of you!
It is to study in school, College or work. It’s the end of the school year and it is quite a difficult time for students. Examinations, tests, sessions… I’m sure you can handle it and want to help you in this!

  • the first thing I would do is every day do something to achieve the goal! Let it be something minor but important. You will be proud of yourself!

  • second, it’s a few things that will help you in your studies, will help to do things better! Look at the picture !!!

  • don’t forget the breaks!! You need to rest!!
  • the fourth! Believe in yourself! Motivate yourself! You will succeed!

If it was a little bit helpful to you, let me know! Love you, if you like it, I will prepare some more posts on this topic! Infinitely believe each of you! Ask questions if you are interested in something! Respond to EACH!!!!

Happy Birthday uniquepizzacollectionblog!

Originally posted by asdarknessfell

Posting this possibly early for you @uniquepizzacollectionblog (it’s May 16 in Australia), but we at @everlarkbirthdaygifts wish you a happy birthday :) We present you with a lovely fic by @booksrockmyface that she has written especially for you! Enjoy!

Title: Let the Light Illuminate these Hopeless Places

Rating: M

Author’s note: Happy birthday!! I hope it’s the best day ever and that this meets your wishes. The title comes from a line in the Paramore song Idle Worship.


Katniss was always early to everything. Even dragging her feet she still arrived at the high school gym a couple minutes after seven.

Delly, their class president, was sitting at the entrance with a table full of nametags. “Oh, Katniss!” Her smile was as bright as ever. “I’m so glad you came.”

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anonymous asked:

go to sleep

— they try the best friends thing, and it isn’t perfect, but. it’s kara and james will take her in any capacity.

he tells cat grant, of all people, first. and she says she isn’t surprised, that kara danvers — albeit brighter than the sun — has her own demons she must tame before letting herself be happy.

and cat listens to james as he cries, and her voice oozes like honey into his ears as she comforts him. she reminds him that he is young, that they are young, and lovers — like the captain of a ship who lusts for the ocean — must sometimes explore the corners of the earth before they dock home.

so, he tries to understand, tries to play the picture perfect best friend. but it’s hard, and his heart breaks every time kara comes to his door, crying. crying about the faults seeping from every cavity of mon-el’s presence.

he holds her, tight against his chest, and kara murmurs against his shirt, asking why mon-el hurts her like this consistently… if maybe she’s the problem. and james wants to speak murder of his character, his very being, but kara is kara and her heart is too accepting of everyone.

“kara,” his voice is soft, begging her to look at him. “i could travel galaxies and never find a girl like you. so, please don’t let any foolish boy make you feel like you’re the problem.”

Reactive

Summary: Dan had always been one for making bold fashion choices. And Phil had always played along with the resulting hype. But one fashion choice made by Dan-a certain pair of ripped jeans-changed Phil’s reaction for the first time.

Word Count: 1,859

Warnings: Nothing I can think of lol

Notes: Heyo anon who got me out of my writing slump-this is the fic for your prompt about Dan’s jeans pic having Phil flustered! I hope you like it, and if so, feel free to drop another prompt in my ask-this one was great and much appreciated! 

Hope you all like it! If you want a specific fic, feel free to drop a request or prompt into my ask box at any point:) (And to the anons who’ve already sent in prompts-they are in progress and should be out soon!)

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Reason number who fucking knows what number we’re on now that I hate tumblr: every time I think of the wizard Merlin I think of this goddamn picture and break down in hysterics because he’s just casting away with no shirt on like it’s no big deal, 6-pack just hanging out down there, guy in the back just like “yo” and the poor lady looks so confused as to whether she should be scared or impressed at Merlin’s abs and I just… Thanks tumblr…

Thoughts while watching The Pilot  (and pointing out river references)

SPOILERS BELOW


  • Nardole has a robot body??
  • THE GODDAMN PICTURE IM CRYING
  • the guitar lmao
  • hoo boy im gay for bill already <33
  • ha he looks so offended at her thinking of him as old
  • “im very particular about time” yeah sure dude when did that happen
  • “am i gonna hafta break every bone in his body” SAME
  • aw my baby out sweeping girls of their feet go get her
  • honey no dont go in the big scary door you’ll die that how all the dying strts O_0
  • i thought heather was supposed to be her gf??
  • IT A RUG 
  • “if someones gone do pictures really help” NO ONE TOUCH ME
  • DONT MAKE HER CRY ILL JUST CRY HARDER NO STOP
  • oh that’s his investigating face
  • nyooooooooooom
  • “a penguin with its arse on fire” XD
  • “do you know any sci-fi” OMG 
  • good job you grabbed a weapon
  • turn on the light jesus dONT JUST STAND THERE RUN YOU IDIOT 
  • what is the vault tho??
  • Nardole is a gem
  • “why would you name your box in English” 
  • holy heck is this planet part of darrilium? maybe?
  • “we’re looking for someone who’s looking for us” RIVER *cough cough* 
  • mee too, nardole 
  • official: nardole saw way more on darrilium than he wanted to: “never underestimate a crush” “you dont have to tell me”
  • “promises to keep” this has river written all over it
  • CLARA’S THEME 
  • he promised… to not … have companions?? wot
  • “you shut up as well!” 

I want Niall to become a larry update account during the break like

“Here you have a smushed picture of something that looks like Harry’s hand on Louis thigh”

“Louis and Harry were supposed to be here 2 hours ago . I think they got a bit … distracted”

“That feeling when your best mates ignore you to make out in your own kitchen”

“Ready to run was actually about me every time someone is dumb enough to get the hotel room next to L&H’s for me”

“Why does this ‘trip with the lads’ feel like ‘me and Liam third wheeling Louis and Harry’s honeymoon’ ? I want my tent on the other side of the mountain”

He seems to be doing fine without you, doesn’t he?
Like all those memories, all that time spent together, was nothing.
Do you see him continuing on with life as if nothing had ever happened?
Or even worse, do you already see him flirting with other girls even though it’s only been a couple of days since you guys broke up?
It’s okay, really.

You don’t have to pretend to be fine.
You don’t have to go on dates with boys you couldn’t care less about, and post pics with them on Instagram just to show him that you’re doing fine, too.
You don’t have to look flawless every day with perfect make up and hair, and go to parties and pretend you’re having the time of your life, when all you’d rather be doing is sit at home with a carton of ice cream and watch sad movies.
It’s okay to cry;
it’s okay to miss him, go over pictures of you two.
It’s okay to not delete those messages on your phone, contrast to what all the break up advices say.
A broken heart needs time to heal, after all.

And him?
He will realise his mistake, I assure you baby.
One day it will hit him that no, it’s not her that he’d rather wake up in bed with, but you.
He’s going to realise that it’s not her fake blondes and highlights that he wants, but rather your soft brown hair that always reminded him of chocolates.
Her strong perfume might have enchanted him momentarily, but he’s going to wake up one day and realise it’s the smell of your lavender shampoo he misses the most.

So he’s going to come crawling back to you;
one day you might wake up to a 3AM drunken text message from him; the boy who you cried your heart out for several months ago.
You used to stay up till small hours, hoping against hope that he’d be thinking about you too at this time and send a message.
All those late nights going over cute pictures of you two together, of late night conversations you two had shared.
All those tears shed longing for him.
By the time he reaches out for you again, you would have left all of it behind.

So let yourself cry.
Let yourself mourn and be heartbroken.
Let your heart recover from the last time it was broken.

boyfriend🌸RapMon
  • taking silly/goofy pictures together all the time
  • plays with your hair
  • wearing matching converse
  • taking and flirting in english in front of the other guys
  • ‘oppa, am i your ideal type?’
  • *sigh* ‘you see jagi, we humans waste time looking for a perfect lover instead of creating a perfect love.’
  • ‘so i am not your ideal type?’
  • *sweaty hands* ‘uhm.. you see..’ stumbles, ends up falling and breaking the floor dont ask how
  • expect deep philosophical talks every now and then
  • also, lots of broken, furniture, dishes, accessories etc
  • dance battles
  • ‘i love you’

Originally posted by hongshiyoung

boyfriend🌸Suga
boyfriend🌸Jungkook

o.m ~ @lightningwolf101 –> boyfriend🌹leo