it will tear my heart apart

Dead Girl Walking - Tom Holland

Prompt: @nerkybowtie “Can you write an image where the reader is rocking out to Heathers, singing and dancing around the kitchen.(I do this every time I’m cleaning my apartment) Tom hears the music and ends up watching and recording the whole thing. The reader is embarrassed once she finds him, while in the middle of singing Dead Girl Walking.(and not the reprise just to let you know lol) Awkward fluffiness ensues with the reader trying to hide in a blanket.”

Words: 652

Summary: The reader is dancing and singing along to Dead Girl Walking from the musical version of Heathers. Tom ends up sneakily recording their adorable dance moves.

A/N: I tried my best and I really hope you enjoy it, even though it might be a smidge different than the ask. ♥♥


You slid across the kitchen floor over to your speaker, turning it up as Dead Girl Walking from one of your favorite musicals came on. It had been quite a Heathers: The Musical filled day, as any cleaning day was. You’d already listened to the album twice and were more than ready to listen to it twice more.

Humming the first verse, you put away a stack of dishes into the cabinet and began putting away the silverware. Your hips swayed slowly back and forth as you mouthed the words as the song progressed. Grabbing a wooden spoon to put it in the designated drawer, you began to sing the lyrics out loud into the spoon

“I’m in your yard,” you paused dramatically for a second, “I’m a Dead Girl Walkin’!” Belting out the lyrics as if you really were in the musical. The music continued in the background as you kept cleaning up the kitchen. You rocked from side to side, grooving to the lyrics.

“Before they punch my clock, I’m snappin’ off your window lock,” You acted out the words and continued to shimmy around the confined space.

Tom walked past the kitchen on his way to get something off the dining room table. The music filling the air caught his attention and he peeped in the doorway to see you sliding across the kitchen in one of his sweatshirts and cutesy socks with pandas on them. He chuckled to himself and pulled his phone out of his pocket. He swiped up and began recording your singing and dancing.

Later that night Tom sat down on the couch and started rewatching the video of you. He could not help but laugh at your terribly coordinated dance moves and how committed you were at executing the singing. You stood in the bedroom hanging up your last shirt in the closet. Familiar songs you knew by heart played softly. You stopped for a second wondering if you’d become so obsessed that you now heard the Heathers Ensemble everywhere. Placing the empty laundry basket by the door you walked out of the room and into the rest of the apartment. You called for Tom and he replied with a laughter filled shout.

Standing by the couch you looked over his shoulder and saw a video of you on his phone, dancing around the kitchen. Tom was practically in tears from laughing so hard.

“Oh my god,” You stopped in shock and filled with so much embarrassment.

“Hi Darling,” He managed to say through broken laughs. You flopped next to him on the couch and covered yourself with a cover. Tom tried to pull the cover down but you fought him.

“Come on,” He pleaded still trying to remove the cover. You gripped it tighter and yelled, “You better not have posted that or sent it to Harrison,”

Tom was finally able to remove the cover and looked you in the eyes.”Y/N, I promise I didn’t post it,” He smiled softly and kissed you.

Your cheeks flushed and you looked down at your lap. “Why did you record it in the first place” You sighed and took his hand in yours, squeezing it.

“Uh- I heard you performing the entire ensemble in the kitchen and just couldn’t resist,” He laughed and watched as your cheeks grew even redder.

“Nope, That wasn’t me,” You joked and rested your head on his shoulder.

“Eh, I’m pretty sure it was you in those panda socks,” He kissed the top of your head and rubbed your shoulder. You looked back up at him and kissed his cheek, “Want to watch it again?” He asked and smirked at you.

“No Holland, you know what gimme your phone,” You took his phone and deleted the embarrassing video. “Oops, Looks like we can’t,” You shrugged playfully and got up from the couch. “Not fair!” He yelled at you.

tags list: @spideychelle-romanogers @hollandspiderman @hufflepuffholland @rnayparker

when the flowers bloom | taehyung

Originally posted by aestaetically

Genre: Angst

➳ Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Warnings: None

Word count:  1,119

A/N: Inspired by Spring Day, though I’m not exactly sure where the idea came from other than that~ I’m kinda proud of this considering i wrote it all in one sitting, even though I’m meant to be on semi-hiatus, but oh well~ Feedback, please? :’)  


Winter, December…

You glanced up at the sky, watching delicate snowflakes spiral through the air, drifting to and fro before hitting the warm material of your coat. Your shaking fingers fumbled to do each button up, hands discoloured from the cold weather as you sat waiting for the train to approach the station. Exhaling with a soft puff of white air escaping your lips, you allowed your mind to drift away with the snowflakes in the air. You pictured - with a twinge of pain in your heart - Taehyung sitting beside you, arms wrapped tightly around your waist as his chin gently rests on your shoulder. You pictured his lips curved up into his beautiful, and painfully familiar box smile, his pearly whites gleaming through. 

Your fingers brushed along your frozen cheek absentmindedly as you remembered the fleeting feeling of his kiss and the soft touch of his plump lips echoing against your skin. His once loving words echoing through your ears, your body suddenly missing his warmth as you wrapped your arms around yourself.

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softvoicesdie  asked:

37 please :)

37- “I’ve told you before- I don’t like secrets.”

(send me a number and i’ll write you something!

prompts from @jonsa-creatives

“I’ve told you before- I don’t like secrets.”

“That’s fortunate, then. I haven’t got any secrets,” says Sansa, looking down at her embroidery to avoid Jon’s steely gaze. The warm brown eyes that she has fallen oh-so in love with seem to bore holes in her skull.

“I like lies even less,” he says. He’s trying to hard to be gentle, and gods, she could love him for that, but she’s tired of being treated like a stained-glass window. Pretty to look at, cold to the touch, broken without a second thought.

Outside, she can hear the clang of swords as men train for battle. The days are getting shorter, and the nights are growing longer. Sansa has spent many long hours by her window, gazing through the darkness and praying to any god that might listen to let the sun rise in the morning.

“Sansa, look at me.”

She does not. She draws her needle through the white fabric, finishing another careful stitch.

“Look at me, Sansa,” he repeats.

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Detective Conan Week 

Day 2 [Aug 22]: azure

Favorite ending: Kimi e no Uso [49]

This ending tears me apart and it showcases Shinichi’s pain in painfully beautiful way. There aren’t many things that could break this kid, but losing ran is definitely capable of doing that. He sometimes tries to act tough and fools himself to think that he can let go of her  to save her from suffering but he knows that he can’t. He feels that his world is too dark for her innocence but she is his only light. These lyrics are canon to me because that’s pretty much how Shinichi feels and struggles with..

anonymous asked:

They mentioned going to find satele at the end of the data mined stuff to help find Theron, and they already (possibly) offed his dad. Do you think we're being set up for satele having a "I'm sorry for rejecting you your whole life for a bunch of stuff that fell apart anyway, I'm going to take a bullet for you or something to prove I loved you all along" moment with theron? I agree this COULD be fun but I'm also ready for lots of weeping 😭😭😭

Oh, so much weeping. I have a feeling Troy Baker’s voice acting is going to tear my heart in two on Tuesday.

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Hansol - Topp Dogg

Hello fellow K-Pop fans of tumblr, I’d like to make an announcement.

Recently, a member from a group that I occasionally listen to had an Instagram live. On his live he was discussing how he wanted to kill himself, and was walking dangerously close to the edge of a busy road. Some of you already know who I’m talking about. If you don’t, I’m talking about Hansol from Topp Dogg.

If you don’t know about Topp Dogg, I don’t blame you, I didn’t know about them until early last year.

Topp Dogg have been around since 2013, and I don’t think a single music video of theirs ever reached past 1 or 2 million views ( sometimes not even that many ). They also had 4 members quit, one went on Produce 101. They’ve never done well popularity wise and they’re about to disband.

This is seriously depressing if you remember that these boys have probably trained their whole lives to be apart of the idol industry. Gave up having normal teenage lives maybe even childhoods, training, dieting, loosing sleep, being separated from family for long periods of time. They did all of that, and they didn’t even know if they were going to make it into a group or be kicked out.

I feel terrible for not taking more time to get to know this group better, because they are big sweethearts who are very talented and hardworking. When I heard about Hansol, I felt my heart break. I was close to tears. He’s such a beautiful boy with a contagious smile and laugh, and hearing that he’s suicidal is nothing but scary.

I ask that if you are religious please pray for Hansol, leave positive comment on his Instagram.

If this group does end up disbanding, I don’t want them going out like this. Please check out their music, stream it, watch their mvs. If you don’t like them, that’s fine, but these boys deserve so much better. I want to give them better.

“You know Sasuke… our roles.. could have been reversed.”

Did you have to do that
Tear at my heart the way you did
Was it easy for you
Squeezing it tighter
Ripping it apart
Piece by piece
—  enlightenedreader ~ 05/04/17 ~

eek i never post but i saw great comet last night and they announced its closing RIGHT before the show started so it was a bit of a weird vibe beginning the show. i sat in the stage right banquettes & the entire show was incredible (no surprise) (also so much lucas eye contact so i melted) but at the end of great comet of 1812/beginning of bows lucas was sitting next to me on the stairs and he was crying which bRoke my heart bc this show was apart of his life for so long so i started sobbing & i guess i sniffled really loud & he turned to me and smiled a lil through the tears. and my heart broke. the majority of the cast was crying through bows but trying to keep a happy face & only a few ppl stage doored which makes sense bc of the emotional night. anyway i love great comet & im v sad now so yay

LITERALLY JUST IMAGINE FUCKING TEDDY LUPIN DECKED OUT IN HIS HUFFLEPUFF ROBES WITH THE HEAD BOY BADGE ON IT WITH HIS HOT BLUE HAIR AND THIS BIG BOY SEVENTEEN YEAR OLD SMIRK AND SMILE AS HE CROSSES HIS ARMS AND WATCHES LITTLE ELEVEN YEAR OLD JAMES SIRIUS POTTER BRAVELY WALK TO THE HAT AND SIT DOWN AND HEARING THE VOICE RING OUT GRYFFINDOR. AND TEDDY POUTS AND GOES ‘DAMN’ BUT HE WATCHES PROUDLY AS HIS YOUNGER FREAKIN BROTHER RELATED OR NOT WALKS TO THE GRYFFINDOR TABLE AND SITS DOWN WITH AN AWE FILLED FACE. AND HE WHIRLS AROUND TO WAVE FRANTICALLY AT TEDDY AND TEDDY GRINS AND WAVES BACK AND STICKS HIM A THUMBS UP BECAUSE ‘GOOD JOB, JAMES. MUM AND DAD’LL BE PROUD.’

If people will be named after colors, I’ll call you purple. The kind of purple that melts in the sky when the sun is about to set and take a rest for awhile. The type of purple that makes my heart jumps a little and lits up the excitement in my eyes.

If people will be named after flowers, you’ll be my rose, no matter how painful your thorns. I’ll embrace you with my arms open wide and cage you in a warm tight hug. Even if it makes me bleed red that’ll surely tear my heart apart.

If people will be named after seasons, I’ll choose Summer among all of those four. You’ll be the sun that kisses my skin, and made my day goes lighter along the way. You’ll make me love the ocean more, and dance to groovy songs. You are the season which will never get tired of warming my heart when Winter tried to cool it with its cold breeze and snowy hands.

If people will be named after places, I’ll call you home. Not Paris, nor New York. You are the place that will always make my heart aches when I’m away—because I’ll surely miss you the moment we took our separate ways. You are the shelter that protects my heart, the one I will always run to no matter what I’m feeling. Happy, angry, sad, jolly, grateful or in love. Because you always understand and know the real me. You’ve seen me— on my ups and downs, and still accepts me— for who I am. I’ll name you after a place that doesn’t have a fancy name, yet will always be the one that will tell me that it’s okay to feel. That it’s okay to be me.

You will always remain in my heart no matter where I go.

And because people have identities, and so are things.

But you and your name will always be my favorite.

—  ma.c.a // Maybe I should Call You Mine

Why did you leave me here to burn.
I’m way too young to be this hurt
I feel doomed in hotel rooms,
staring straight up at the wall
Counting wounds and
I am trying to name them all

Do you care, do you care?
Why don’t you care?
I gave you all of me.
My blood, my sweat,
my heart and my tears!
Why don’t you care?!
Why don’t you care?
I was there, i was there
When no one was
Now You’re gone
and i’m here
I have questions for you

Number one                        
Tell me who you think you are                        
You got some nerve                        
Tryna tear my faith apart                        
I have questions for you
                       
Number two                        
Why would you                        
Try and play me for a fool                        
I should have never ever ever trusted you                        
I have questions  
                     
Number three                        
Why would you                        
Who you swore that you would be                        
I have questions                        
I got questions haunting me

I have questions
I have questions for you

—  I Have Questions, Camila Cabello
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Never forget the day when Marco broke Star’s/our heart. No offense to Marco, he did nothing and he didn’t want to hurt Star, but you can break a heart without knowing it.

anonymous asked:

do you know any good altean!lance and galra!keith fics??

ohhhkayyy, god damn, like tumblr crashed on me as I was like 3 fics away from finishing this so I had to like start all over, like rip me.

and, I don’t have many altean lance fics so most of this is galra Keith and pretty much all angsty. I tried to find some less angsty ones, I don’t know how well I succeeded xD.

Note: I’ll be starting weekly fic recs in April. just and fyi~


Warmth by Rahar_Moonfire

Summary: Lance is Allura’s younger brother. During the mission to retrieve the Red Lion from Galra hands, he gets captured. His guard is a curious Galra halfbreed named Keith who may just be his ticket to freedom. He’s a bit small for an alpha, but Lance is sure he can handle it. A little flirting never hurt anyone after all. The fact Keith is good looking for a Galra and those ears wiggle (so cute!) doesn’t influence this decision. Nope. Not one bit.
Series: 4 Works
            Work 1 WC: 61497 (19/19)
            Work 2 WC: 111883 (32/32)
            Work 3 WC: 133875 (42/42)
            Work 4 WC: 71480 (21/?)
Notes: THIS IS LIKE THE ONLY FIC I HAVE WITH ALTEAN!LANCE AND GALRA!KEITH. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME. gahgldfkjhsa;d, ok so this is just an amazing series, some nsfw tossed in btw, youve been wared. but over all, i just love this series so much and i need to like catch really bad… i didnt know work3 or 4 even existed… >.< 11/10

Echoes of the Past by Gigapoodle

Summary: It was his fault. He shouldn’t have retreated – he should have ran after them, Galra forces be damned, and ripped the red paladin right out of his weaponized hands, shooting the commander dead on the spot.But he hadn’t. Lance stood there, frozen with adrenaline and fear, before backing out with tears in his eyes, justifying it to himself by saying, ‘he won’t get far, we can easily get him back once I have Voltron with me.’He’d forgotten they didn’t have Voltron. He’d forgotten that without Keith, Voltron was nothing.Keith is Galra. Keith is gone. Keith is Galra. Keith is gone.
WC: 28197
Notes: -hands over some tissues- here you will need these. 100/10

I Was Born A Lion by spectralPhobia

Summary: After Keith discovers he is part Galra and Red lion rejects him, there’s only one way he can make himself useful: to join Galra and try to wreck them from the inside, while figuring out a relationship with a guy who turns out to be his biological father.
A comic about one stubborn man’s self-discovery, the challenges of spying, everyone in team Voltron being BAMF, and the universe that needs saving, as usual.
WC: comic, so no words counted by AO3 (11/?)
Notes: Galra Keith because Thace is some kinda of scientist? Uhm yes please. 10/10

your claws in me by burlesquecomposer

Summary: “Oh trust me. When I’m done with you, I won’t be able to stop laughing,” Lance says lowly, and his lips curl farther, and there’s something wild in his stare, and it hits Keith suddenly.This isn’t Lance.
Lance falls under the control of Zarkon’s Druids, and although his friends manage to get him back, nothing is quite the same. Maybe the Galra succeeded after all. Maybe the Galra merely wanted to tear Team Voltron apart from the inside.
WC: 49072 (12/12)
Notes: Rip Lance tbh, this is like really angsty and my heart breaks for Lance. but yes, galra keith is there to save the day~ 10/10

This House Unfinished by boyghosts

Summary: “Concept,” Lance said, his voice heavy and gutted with the ache of it; he caught Keith’s gaze and smiled wide, for show. “The war’s over. We’re back home. All the things we love in one place.”Lance keeps losing the things he’s built. Then there’s Keith.
WC: 30776
Notes: -cackles- have some tissues my friend 100/10

Dancing Lion, Painted Wings by genericfanatic

Summary: Years after peace has been made between the Galran and Altean kingdoms, The witch Haggar comes for vengeance. The young symbol of peace, the half-galran, half-altean Prince Kalor is lost. His aunt, Princess Allura, and his bodyguard, Shiro, are heartbroken.10 years later, an orphan named Keith sets out on his own, trying to find the key to his past. All he has to help him is a small figurine with a cryptic message, a friendly engineer, a technician and her friendly robot, and a cocky con man with a mysterious, yet familiar past.
WC: 35154 (14/14)
Notes: the anastasia au everyone talks about. and like galtean keith gives me life, but conman Lance gives me more. 10/10

It Takes a Village by Zemmiphobia

Summary: One decision by an injured soldier changes not only the fate of the universe, but the fate of her young son.
WC: 18010 (6/6)
Notes: Smol Keith is like my fav, hes so cute in this. and Ulaz being a dad just heals my heart, like bless. 11/10

Ashes, Ashes by vagrantBreath

Summary: Everyone knew their kitten was destined for something greater.No one guessed it was Voltron.
WC: 26639 (20/20)
Notes: Keith raised by the BoM technically makes him Galra right? xD Hahah no, he does have ties, but yeah i love this, hes a sheltered little shit and its great. 9/10

Purple Marks and Bleeding Heart by TeaParade

Summary: Mark #223-code-violet, Lance’s newest job, is not what the sniper signed up for when he joined team Voltron, a specialist group designed to take out the universe’s worst of the worst. This mark shouldn’t be any different from the other Galra, but he is. And Lance is having a very hard time.
WC: 52377 (12/?)
Notes: Sniper Lance and Galra Keith. literally one of my fav pairings. like straight up (tho nothing about this is straight in any sense really) 11/10

To See Blue Skies by BoyBitingDemon

Summary: He scoffed as he watched the fight below, the crowds going wild at the two fighters in the arena. They had such poor taste for entertainment these days.He heard a small sound of amusement from the one sitting next to his standing form, ever vigilant.“As if you were any better your first time in the arena.” They murmured under their breath, a small smile sneaking onto their face, pupiless gold eyes focused on the fight below, but their attention solely on the person standing guard next to him.“I must have have been somewhat impressive to catch the eyes of a certain prince now wasn’t I?"The prince snuck a glance towards the taller, whose face was hidden behind the helmet they wore."You caught a lot more than just my eye that’s for sure.”
WC: 5947 (4/?)
Notes: i,, just love this fic? Like Galra Prince Keith and Champion Lance, you can’t really get much better than this. 10/10

If Only I Could Cry TheSlytherinMudblood

Summary: Galra biology differs from human biology in many ways. For example, Galra are purple. They have yellow eyes. The mammalian ones are able to purr.They also lack tear ducts.
WC: 586
Notes: this is short and sweet (read angsty sorry not sorry) 8/10

The Master of Disguise by NireYllek

Summary: “Wait, what that doesn’t make any sense.” Hunk protested.Pidge shook her head with a tsk. “It does if one of us is disguised as Allura.”Pidge flashed a smirk in Lance’s direction. “I’m sorry, why are you looking at me?” Lance protested. Something in Keith’s brain clicked, he looked at Lance and then at the Princess.Put a little make up on him, a wig, and a dress and he could- OH my god.
WC: 33596 (6/6)
Notes: Tbh, this made me giggle so much. Lance dressed as Allura and Keith and his gay awakening™ just give me life ok. 10/10

I don’t want to write about now.
I’m trying to write this poem but I can’t.
I just can’t seem to get the words on this piece of paper.

And it’s really not that weird because you see;
How can I get words on paper
if I don’t even want them in my head?
On paper I’m trying to form these
supposedly beautiful sentences
but in my head I’m tearing them apart.

Deep down I know every single word
I want to write but
I just can’t.
Because writing means realizing.

Writing means digging deep down inside of me.
Clawing down to each painful memory
and ripping out the words meant to adorn
this paper.

And I can’t do that.
I can’t take out my beating heart
and scrape out all the beautiful words,
just for you.
Not again.

Not anymore.
I still want to give you wonderful things
But you have already taken the best pieces of
me.

Sometimes all that is left to be said
is written on empty paper.

—  //vp unfinishedlines

I have questions - Camila Cabello

[Verse 1]
Why did you leave me here to burn?
I’m way too young to be this hurt
I feel doomed in hotel rooms
Staring straight up at the wall
Counting wounds and I am trying to numb them all

[Pre-Chorus]
Do you care, do you care?
Why don’t you care?
I gave you all of me
My blood, my sweat, my heart, and my tears
Why don’t you care, why don’t you care?
I was there, I was there, when no one was
Now you’re gone and I’m here

[Chorus]
I have questions for you
Number one, tell me who you think you are
You got some nerve trying to tear my faith apart
(I have questions for you)
Number two, why would you try to play me for a fool?
I should have never ever ever trusted you (I have questions)
Number three, why weren’t you, who you swore that you would be?
I have questions, I got questions haunting me
I have questions for you
I have questions, I have questions
I have questions for you

[Verse 2]
My, my name was safest in your mouth
And why’d you have to go, and spit it out?
Oh, your voice was the most familiar sound
But it sounds so dangerous to me now

[Chorus 2]
I have questions for you
Number one, tell me who you think you are
You got some nerve trying to tear my faith apart
(I have questions for you)
Number two, why would you try to play me for a fool?
I should have never ever ever trusted you
I have questions for you
I have questions for you
I have questions for you (I have questions)
I have questions for you

[Pre-Chorus]
Do you care, do you care?
Why don’t you care?
I gave you all of me
My blood, my sweat, my heart, and my tears
Why don’t you care, why don’t you care?
I was there, I was there, when no one was
Now you’re gone and I’m here

[Outro]
I have questions for you, ooh
I have questions for you
I have questions for you (I have questions)
I have questions for you (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I have questions for you, ooh
I have questions for you (fair play, no, fair play, no)
I have questions for you (I have questions)
I have questions for you
I have questions for you

How do I fix it? Can we talk? Can we talk? Do I wanna fix it?

I have questions for you (I’m afraid of you)

Is it my fault? Is it my fault? Do you miss me?

I have questions

—  Genius.com