last one for the night! i'm off to bed

Les Amis as Stupid Things I said in my first year of college
  • Enjolras: But we argue about communism in every class!
  • Combeferre: I wrote an essay every night last week.
  • Courfeyrac: You can't make fairy lights against the rules!
  • Grantaire: If I write this paper about Enjolras do you think the professor will notice?
  • Bahorel: I AM GOING TO FIGHT FASCISM
  • Bossuet: I swear if the fire alarm goes off at four am one more time . . . I will still get out of bed because that would be just my luck.
  • Joly: *friend gets a paper cut* Oh my goodness you're bleeding I'm prepared for this I have a first aid kit shhh no don't touch it you might infect it
  • Feuilly: No I can't go to Europe with you next year. No I have to pay for this school!
  • Gavroche: I know the football team is tall, but they won't be quiet. Do you think I could fight them?
  • Jehan: I made word art poetry instead of doing my stats.
  • Marius: Sorry I spilled water all over my shoes I'm going to be late.
  • Bonus:
  • Cosette: Everyone looks cute in crop tops!
  • Musichetta: Listen, I don't want to hear about the parties you're having but if anyone needs a ride to the hospital call me.
  • Eponine: *slams hands on desk* I HATE MEN!!!
  • Montparnasse: If we burn down the building they can't make us turn the essay in.

anonymous asked:

Hey I love your writing! Can I please have a Niall imagine where you get into a bad fight and he walks out and comes back later when he's calm down to find you in the bathroom crying holding something of his? Kind of specific I'm sorry!! 💖

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“God (Y/N) i just want to go out with the lads for a beer. Get off my back!” He snapped at you while he stomped out of the bedroom and down the hall. Jumping off the bed you followed him.

“Get off your back?! Niall, you’ve gone out for a beer every night this week and the last. You’re at the studio all fucking day and you come home late. I just want one night with you!” He didn’t even react to your words as he went to the closet and pulled out his jacket and boots. “Are you fucking listening? Sometimes I feel like you don’t care anymore. You stopped texting me during the day, and stopped saying goodbye in the mornings. You haven’t even said ‘I love You’ since last saturday.” Tears threatened to fall from your eyes as you watched him slip his boots on his feet. You hate fighting and you hate acting this clingy but it felt like he wasn’t even in love with you anymore.

Niall finally made eye contact with you, anger was present in his blue eyes. The way he looked at you made your heart drop to your stomach. “Maybe I go out all the time because you’re so goddamn needy. You constantly want my attention. And I have other things to worry about then saying I love you.”  He pulled his hat onto his head, “Don’t bother waiting up. I might even just crash at Bressie’s house.” His voice had no hint of emotion, turning on his heel he left without another word.

You stood, frozen, staring at the closed front door. You’ve been dating for two years and this was the first fight where you actually felt like he was going to leave you. Even when he was pissed he would still say he loves you, but the look in his eyes made you feel as though that love was gone. Niall did have a loose tongue and would say things he didn’t mean but the words he just said seemed like they were from his heart.

The tears you tried to hold back now fell freely from your eyes, drenching your cheeks. Your feet absent mindedly carried you back to the bedroom and into the walk in closet where you found his favorite sweater. The cream colored fabric still smelled like his cologne and body wash. Taking the sweater into the bathroom you closed the door and sank down to the cool tile floor where you then let all your emotions out. Heavy sobs racked through your body as you hid your face in Niall’s sweater, desperate to feel close to the man you loved; even though it was starting to feel like that love wasn’t mutual.

-

“You good mate?” Deo asked Niall while he nudged his shoulder, “You’ve been zoning in out all night.”

“It’s just- I’m fine.” He responded taking another sip of his Guinnes. His anger and frustration had worn off a while ago and the gravity of what he said, and didn’t say, was just now hitting him. Guilt filled his stomach the more he realized you were right.

“What did you do, Horan?” Another one of the lads asked, all of his friends eyes were on him now.

“I had a fight with (Y/N) before I left and I was a dick.”

“What was it about?” Bressie asked.

“She wanted me ta stay home tonight and watch a movie. She was also upset that I’ve been going out a lot and haven’t really spent time with her.”

“You have been going out a lot though and you’re living in the studio. Why didn’t ya just stay home?” Deo pointed out.

“I- I don’t know, I’m just stressed that the album isn’t gonna be that good and I just wanted a beer. I’m an ass okay, now I wish I just stayed home. Wouldn’t be surprised if I go home and find that all her stuff is gone.” The last sentence almost brought tears to his eyes, he had to bite his lip to prevent himself from crying in front of his friends.

“Why don’t ya just go home, man.”

Niall took a deep breath to ward of his tears before nodding and grabbing his hat off the table, “Bye guys.” He said standing up and leaving without waiting for a response. His boots tapped on the pavement as he made his way to the range rover, telling the fans that he couldn’t stop for pictures. The whole drive back to the house he tried to piece together an apology, he stopped at a gas station and got a bouquet of flowers and all your favorite types of candy. He knew that the flowers and candy would do little to make up for the way he has been acting but it was worth a shot.

When he pulled into the driveway he sighed in relief to see your car still parked but as he looked into the windows he saw that all the lights were off. “Shit.” He muttered under his breath thinking that maybe you got one of your friends to pick you up.

He slowly came into the home and toed off his boots listening for any sign that you were still in the house. Niall had never been so happy to still see your shoes lying on the floor, it was one of his pet peeves that you didn’t put them away on the rack in the closet. He didn’t hear the tv in the den or in the bedroom, it was still fairly early in the evening so he doubted that you had gone to sleep. Wondering around the house he called out for you, “(Y/N)?! Petal, where are ya? I’m sorry I’m such an ass.”

You were still in the bathroom crying, the fight had happened two hours ago but you were still upset. Everytime your tears would slow you’d think about the words Niall said to you and you were right back to sobbing. His sweater was soaked with tears at this point, probably another thing that would make Niall mad at you.

Niall had given up on trying to find you, he walked into the bedroom dropping the bag of candy and flowers on the bed with a huff. He went to go into the bathroom but when he turned the knob and open the door the last thing he expected to see was you sitting on the floor crying with his sweater held tightly in your hands.

Your hair was messily hanging out of your ponytail,  your face was red and blotchy, and your eyelids swollen from crying so much. “Babe..” Niall sighed sinking down to the floor next to you. His presents made you jump, looking up at him you let out a choked sob. All you wanted to do was jump into his arms and hold onto him but he told you you were needy so you stayed where you were.

“Come here princess.” He said sadly pulling you into his chest and rubbing your back. Tears soaked into his shirt but he didn’t care, “I’m so fucking sorry my love. I didn’t mean anything I said. You’re not needy or clingy and nothing is more important than you. I’ve just been really stressed and I didn’t want to burden you with it so I’d just go out.”

“Then why di-d you say that?” You said into his chest, your breath hitched as you tried to talk.

Niall’s heart broke as he heard your voice, “Because I’m stupid and ya know that. I’ve been struggling to get the album together and today was particularly rough, I took that frustration out on you and I’m really sorry about that.”

The two of you sat on the bathroom floor for a good ten minutes before you finally looked up at him, he smiled down at you sadly before pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. “Do ya forgive me?” Niall asked.

“Yeah,” You answered. “Do you forgive me?”

“There’s nothing for me to forgive darlin’, ya did nothing wrong. You were right, I wasn’t spending enough time with you. So tomorrow we’re gonna go out for dinner and a movie then I want ya to tag along to the studio with me. Sound good?”

You nodded cuddling closer into his chest. “Why did ya take my sweater?” He asked. You blushed not wanting to tell him but you did anyway.

“I-I just wanted to feel a close to you.” You responded, your cheeks even redder now. Your answer made Niall realize just how much you missed him and it made him feel like shit.

“I’m sorry love.” He whispered into your hair. “Why don’t we go lay on bed instead of sitting on the hard tile. I also got ya all your favorite candy and some flowers.” You chuckled at his thoughtfulness and the fact that he got you candy and flowers to apologize.

Niall helped you stand and led you by your hand into the bedroom where you both stuffed your face with candy while you just enjoyed each other’s company.

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Ed Sheeran sentence starters
  • "I saw a shooting star and thought of you."
  • "You were lying next to me, I looked across and fell in love."
  • "If you wanna put this on me, that’s fine, I never blamed you for anything at all."
  • "The world looks better through your eyes."
  • "It's only been one night of love and maybe that is not enough."
  • "If I fall for you, would you fall too?"
  • "It's not a homeless life for me, it's just I'm home less than I'd like to be."
  • "I haven't slept for the past week, two hours ain't enough for me."
  • "I'm drunk off last nights whisky and coke."
  • "You can stay with me forever or you could stay with me for now."
  • "Outside the day is up and calling, but I don't have to be so, please go back to sleep."
  • "Never been better since all the therapy."
  • "And you know, if I let you go, I'll still keep you safe."
  • "You are the one I fall asleep with but never wake up to."
  • "The worst things in life come free to us."
  • "I wanna be drunk when I wake up on the right side of the wrong bed."
  • "What didn't kill me, it never made me stronger at all."
  • "I know I'll never hold you like I used to."
  • "I'll be drunk again to feel a little love."
  • "I know you'll never love me like you used to."
  • "I found your hair band on my bedroom floor, the only evidence that you've been here before."
  • "I don't drink like everybody else, I do it to forget things about myself."
  • "There's no chance that we'll work it out."
  • "I said that's fine, but you're the only one that knows I lied."
  • "Everybody said we'd be together forever."
  • "Everything's great and everything's sure, but you live in your halls and I live in a tour bus."
  • "Pain is only relevant if it still hurts."
  • "If I was gonna go somewhere, I'd be there by now."
  • "I should ink my skin with your name."
  • "I should run you a hot bath and fill it up with bubbles."
  • "You should never cut your hair 'cause I love the way you flick it off your shoulder."
  • "You will never know just how beautiful you are to me."
  • "Maybe you're hoping for a fairy tale, too."
  • "This is the start of something beautiful."
  • "And it's dark in a cold December, but I've got you to keep me warm."
  • "I'm out of touch, I'm out of love."
  • "I think I love you better now."
  • "Playing a different show every night in front of a new crowd."
  • "Let me sing and do my thing and move to greener pastures."
  • "You need me, man, I don’t need you."
  • "Never be anything but a singer-songwriter, yeah."
  • "People think that I’m bound to blow up."
  • "I haven’t got a house, plus I live on a couch."
  • "They say I’m up and coming like I'm fucking in an elevator."
  • "Settle down with me, and I'll be your safety, you'll be my lady."
  • "I'm falling for your eyes, but they don't know me yet."
  • "Give me love like her, 'cause lately I've been waking up alone."
  • "All I want is the taste that your lips allow."
  • "Give me love like never before, 'cause lately I've been craving more."
  • "It's been a while but I still feel the same... maybe I should let you go."
  • "Another love that's gone to waste."
  • "If I kissed you, will your mouth read this truth?"
  • "Darling, how I miss you."
  • "You made me scream, but then I made you cry."
  • "Maybe you should learn to love her like the way you wanna be loved."
  • "I never told her that I liked the way she dances slightly out of time and pretends she knows the words to a song she's never heard."
  • "You’re not her, though I try to see you differently."
  • "I will try to find another one who suited me as well as her."
  • "We never even tried, we never even talked, we never even thought in the long run."
  • "Whenever it was painful, whenever I was away, I’d miss you."
  • "I didn't mean to break your heart."
  • "Everybody falls apart sometimes."
  • "I know you've found another one, but won't you just hold me tonight."
  • "They don't know we don't speak anymore."
  • "I will stop trying to fall in love again... it never works out anyway."
  • "But I am not anything like I was."
  • "I don't wanna lose a lover and friend in one night if that's alright."
  • "I shouldn't have fucked with your mind and your life too many times."
  • "I never meant to sleep around, I was just lonely."
  • "When I see my future, it is with you."
  • "We're not friends, nor have we ever been."
  • "If they find out, will it all go wrong?"
  • "We're not friends, we could be anything."
  • "Friends don't treat me like you do."
  • "Tell me that you turned down the man who asked for your hand 'cause you're waiting for me."
  • "I know, you're gonna be away a while, but I've got no plans at all to leave."
  • "Just promise me, you'll never leave again."
  • "Just promise me, you'll always be a friend."
  • "Everything changes, but we'll be strangers if we see this through."
  • "I've been sat with you for most of the night, ignoring everybody here."
  • "Don't you worry if I disappear."
  • "I'm not really looking for another mistake."
  • "I was never looking for a friend."
  • "Maybe you could swing by my room around ten, baby, bring a lemon and a bottle of gin."
  • "Baby, if you wanted me then you should've just said."
  • "Maybe we'll go together and just figure it out."
  • "Trust and respect is what we do this for."
  • "You didn't need to take him to bed that's all."
  • "I never saw him as a threat until you disappeared with him to have sex of course."
  • "It's not like we were both on tour, we were staying on the same fucking hotel floor."
  • "I wasn't looking for a promise or commitment, but it was never just fun and I thought you were different."
  • "This is not the way you realize what you wanted."
  • "It's a bit too much, too late if I'm honest."
  • "Getting high as two kites when we needed to breathe."
  • "I'd disappear, you'd call me selfish, I understand but I can't help it."
  • "So we can either deal with the pain and wait to get on a plane."
  • "You should go, 'cause I ain't ever coming home."
  • "I've been livin' on the road, but then again you should know."
  • "You won't ever be alone... wait for me to come home."
  • "Loving can heal, loving can mend your soul."
  • "When I'm away, I will remember how you kissed me."
  • "How'd I get so faded?"
  • "I feel the chemicals burn in my bloodstream."
  • "I've been looking for a lover, thought I'd find her in a bottle."
  • "I'll be feeling this tomorrow."
  • "You look so wonderful in your dress, I love your hair like that."
  • "We are surrounded by all of these lies and people who talk too much."
  • "You got the kind of look in your eyes as if no one knows anything but us."
  • "All that you are is all that I'll ever need."
  • "Just don’t expect me back this evening."
  • "I love him from my skin to my bones but I don’t wanna live in his home."
  • "I was raised to keep quiet."
  • "I don't wanna hate you."
  • "I kind of knew you liked the dude from private school."
  • "I knew he had his eyes on you."
  • "He's not the right guy for you."
  • "Don't hate me 'cause I write the truth."
  • "I would never lie to you but it was never fine to lose you."
  • "I'm just disgusted with the skeletons you sleep with in your closet."
  • "Fact is you're mad at me because I backtrack so casually."
  • "You're practically my family, if we married then I'll guess you'd have to be."
  • "Tragically our love just lost the will to live, but would I kill to give it one more shot? I think not."
  • "I don't love you, baby, I don't need you... I don't want you anymore."
  • "I'm not cut out for life on the road 'cause I didn't know I'd miss you this much."
  • "I guess I'm not the man that you need."
  • "Ever since you went to uni, I've been sofa surfing with a rucksack full of less cash and I guess that could get bad."
  • "When I broke the industry, that's when I broke your heart."
  • "I was supposed to chart and celebrate, but good things are over fast."
  • "I tend to turn you off and switch on my professional features, then I turn the music off and all I'm left with is to pick up my personal pieces."
  • "Success is nothing if you have no one left to share it with."
  • "I know you have a day job, but mine is 24/7."
  • "I still love you and I need you by my side if I could."
  • "The irony is if my career and music didn't exist, in 6 years, you'd probably be my wife with a kid."
  • "I'll die from a thrill, go down in history as just a wasted talent."
  • "Eventually I'll be fine, I know that it was never meant to be."
  • "These things happen for a reason and you can't change shit."
  • "Take my apology, I'm sorry for the honesty, but I had to get this off my chest."
  • "I will be loving you 'til we're 70."
  • "People fall in love in mysterious ways."
  • "I fall in love with you every single day."
  • "For four years I never had a place to stay."
  • "At 16 years old, I moved out of my home."
  • "I tattooed the lyrics onto my arm."
  • "I'll hold ya and you'll think of him."
  • "I'll never trust you again, you can just be a friend."
  • "If we should die tonight, then we should all die together."
Easy mornings with Tom would include...

- waking up and feeling someone in bed next to you

- Which shouldn’t be happening

- Tom is in a completely different country filming

- You slowly reaching for your phone to call Tom

- The strangers phone goes off with the same Spider-Man ringtone as Tom’s

- Knowing no one else is lame enough to have that ringtone

- Smacking Tom because fuck him for scaring you

- Leaving while he’s groggily trying to figure out why he got smacked

- Tom wrapping his arms around your waist as you pour some water

- Stay hydrated kids

- He’s clingy as hell cause he misses you

- Grabbing your ass and promising to never
leave again because he couldn’t be away from that anymore

- Making him keep it in his pants because this was a sleep in Sunday and he woke you up too soon

- Movie marathon

- This time it’s y'all’s favorite movies from your childhood

- Making him watch the Care Bears movie

- It’s called journey to joke-a-lot fuckin watch it it’s good

- Him making you watch some obscure British movie

- He can quote every word

- It’s adorable

- Postmating the most expensive food you can find cause Tom is home

- And y'all are too comfy wrapped up in each other to actually go to dinner

- Trading meals cause you like each others food more than you like your own

- Little kisses

- Little kisses everywhere

- Eventually convincing each other to sleep in your bed rather than the couch

- Not even being able to walk back to the bedroom cause Tom has his arms locked around your body and his head on your shoulder

- Tom not letting you sleep that night either

- Calling in sick to work the next morning so y'all can do the same thing again the next day

- Minus all the smacking

anonymous asked:

can you tell me a joke or a funny story? my anxieties gone through the roof in the last couple days and i'm really overwhelmed

oh man, okay, what funny story haven’t I told yet?

okay OKAY how about this one time a few years ago when I was housesitting for some family friends, and that meant also looking after their adorable, tiny little mini foxie. Her name’s Tilly, and at this time she wouldn’t have been bigger than a loaf of bread. Needless to say, I was thrilled.

It started off great. She’d sleep in my bed with me every night and follow me everywhere and be so excited whenever I came home. This was a little unfortunate, because she was just a puppy and hadn’t yet quite gotten control of her bladder, and she always peed when she got excited. So, there was pee to clean up every time I came home and I had to be real fast about grabbing her if she was waiting for me on the bed, but it was endearing, and not a big deal.

Then, things started to go downhill.

Maybe a week in of looking after this house and this dog, I’m watching TV and I hear barking out on the road. Very familiar barking. I rush to the window and see, yup, Tilly’s somehow gotten out and running around the street. I run down stairs and outside and try to grab her, but unfortunately whenever someone runs she thinks it’s a game. So of course she’d run away, and goddamn for such tiny legs could she move fast.

I eventually managed to coax her back to me with treats, and that was that.

The next day, I hear more barking. Not her, some other dogs across the road, but naturally I get suspicious. Sure enough, Tilly’s not in the backyard. I rush to the house across the street and see Tilly, right up at their fence, seemingly overjoyed to have two massive, rather angry looking dogs trying to push through the fence and reach her by sheer determination. I move forwards to grab her so of course she moves further away from me, closer to the fence, and I know, without a doubt, she not only can but will squeeze through that fence. I can see it in her tiny, adorable eyes. I sprint back to the house, get more treats, and sprint back, all the time paranoid the neighbours are all watching me trespass on this stranger’s property. The owners weren’t home at the time. Finally, I tempt her close enough to me that I can grab her, and I bring her back to the house.

I comb the backyard, trying to find how she keeps getting out, and see a small dip in the ground at one point of the fence that I’m fairly certain she’d be able to sneak under. So I haul a massive rock from the garden and put it there. The rock’s like three times Tilly’s weight, there’s no way she’d be able to move it.

But over the next few days she gets out again, and again, and again. Treats stop working. She gets smarter, and faster. I begin to develop grey hairs. I lock up the backyard tighter than fucking fort knox and she continues to get out, every damn day. By this point the neighbours can probably set their watches by the teenage girl running around their street screeching “Tilly!”

I stop letting Tilly outside without my supervision, and she still manages to sneak by me. I start only leaving her outside when she’s tied up on a lead, and she fucking chews through it.

I have to buy the owners of this devil dog a new freaking lead.

I have to stop letting her out at all, except for scheduled toilet breaks where I walk her around, on her new shiny lead, then walk her back inside. I have to keep her inside whenever I go to work, or go shopping. I’m no longer confronted by little spurts of pee when I come home, but puddles and small piles of shit, because she can’t get outside and apparently has a very fucking nervous digestive system whenever I’m not there with her.

It’s a nightmare. I still love this dog to bits but I also start losing my mind. It’s like a bizarre form of torture. None of this lets up until the owners finally come home.

I’ve done my best to make sure there’s no leftover excrement on their lovely hardwood floors when they get there. I explain to the mother what happened, apologise for her old lead. She seems kind of mortified that I had to buy a new one. Later, talking to one of the neighbours, she finds out they’ve been feeling sorry for me the entire month because of the amount of times they’ve seen me running up the street after this little loaf of bread dog.

In the end, they have to get an entirely new fence set up to keep Tilly in. They manage this a few weeks after I’ve finished housesitting for them. She hasn’t gotten out since.

But still. Still, those days haunt me.

I cannot contain myself any longer… hc that ronan secretly loves taylor swift.

  • when he’s alone at monmouth he puts on a bit of t-swift and he knows all the words and he full on goes for it
  • his favourite songs are i knew you were trouble, dear john (for the sass), style and YOU ARE IN LOVE
  • the only person who knows of his secret is noah who appears sometimes and dances around while ronan sings (imagine this to new romantics)
  • when the t-swift party is over, ronan threatens to throw noah out of the window again if he tells anyone
  • when all of the gangsey are hanging out, noah sometimes hums a taylor song under his breath until blue is like “is that taylor swift?” and noah is like WHY YES, YES IT IS and grins at ronan and ronan is just giving him a death stare
  • he is tough, he is a thug, he doesn’t listen to taylor swift, god
  • one day his phone is playing music on shuffle when he’s hanging out with adam and we are never ever getting back together starts “I REMEMBER WHEN WE BROKE UP THE FIRST TIME” and ronan dives for it and adam just stares at him 
  • “wipe that smirk off your face, parrish”
  • when pynch finally happens and they’re lying in bed one night, curled up together, adam sings wildest dreams in a soft, breathy whisper into the crook of ronan’s neck  “no one has to know what we do, his hands are in my hair, his clothes are in my room. and his voice is a familiar sound, nothing lasts forever… but this is getting good now”

of-tomadashis-and-clintashas  asked:

Could you maybe do Clintasha with “i found your box of letters underneath my bed last night and because i’m a nosy motherfucker i decided to read them and it turns out they were all addressed to me and the last one was dated the day you moved out and i’m not quite sure why i thought this would be a good idea but here i am, standing on your doorstep, wondering why the fuck we’re not together anymore” AU because they are both nosy and I'm a sucker for angst and ur writing is amazing

this one started off okay and then it was a downhill spiral from the first glass of wine so pls don’t expect too much

The sudden noise of the doorbell startles Natasha and she jumps slightly from her position in bed, the mug of tea perched precariously against her leg tumbling onto the floor, spilling the lukewarm liquid all over the carpet. “Shit,” she murmurs to herself, grabbing her wallet off of the dresser.

She tips the delivery girl hurriedly with a muttered, “Have a nice night” before depositing the pizza on the counter and tearing a handful of paper towel off the roll to deal with the spill on her bedroom floor.

A shadowy corner under the bed catches her eye as Natasha’s mopping up the tea with the paper towel and she reaches underneath, pulling out a beat-up cardboard shoe box that she doesn’t remember seeing before. Curious, she lifts the lid, revealing a mess of sealed envelopes, each bearing a date. The topmost envelope is dated three weeks ago yesterday. Her stomach plummets as she recalls the events of January 17th.

She shuts the lid on the box, vowing to recycle it and its contents tomorrow morning, but her eyes keep being drawn back to it, to its simplicity, to the mystery it contains. Knowing full well that it’s a bad idea, Natasha opens the box once more, choosing an envelope at random and tearing it open. The paper feels heavy in her hands, as if the weight of the words it carries is too much for her to bear. The handwriting is instantly familiar in a way that makes her chest ache with something akin to longing, but she refuses to call it that, refuses to acknowledge that she wants what she told herself she can never have.

Nat, it reads. You’re sleeping right now. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. I could watch you sleep forever. Not, like, in a creepy way. I just never get tired of looking at you.Tears prick at her eyes, blurring the rest of the words on the page. She should stop, Natasha thinks. She should burn the letters and pretend she never found them, do her best to erase the words she just read from her memory and move on.

Instead, she reaches into the box again, pulling out envelope after envelope, unable to stop.

I took you to my parents’ graves today. I wish you could have met them. Mom would have loved you. Today was the 12th anniversary of their death and I never told you, but I felt like you knew. I wish you would tell me about your parents. I want to meet them, wherever they are. Even if they’re just a headstone like mine.

I can’t believe you challenged Tony to a drinking game and won. I didn’t know it was possible for me to love you more than I already did, but I do.

I moved in today. Well, officially moved in. I know I’ve been living out of that one drawer in your closet for months now, but it was time to make it official. I love that we have something we’re allowed to call ours. I love you, Natasha, more than you’ll ever know.

I know something’s wrong. I wish you would talk to me, Nat. I want to be able to help you. I know you’re trying to hide your scars but I can see them. I can feel them. They hurt me as badly as they hurt you.Don’t push me away. Please. Please, Nat, stop pushing me away.

Hands trembling, Natasha reaches into the box once more, lifting out the January 17th envelope. She slides it open slowly, carefully, scared of the words she might find on the page.

You came home from the doctor’s crying. I tried to ask you what was wrong and you pushed me away, screamed at me to get out and leave you alone. I’m standing here with my bags at my feet and I know this is a mistake but I can’t help the way you feel. For whatever I’ve done, Nat, I’m so sorry. I can only hope you’ll be able to forgive me someday. In the time being, if you ever need me, you’ll know where to find me. I love you Natasha, more than I know how to say. Nothing you do will ever change that. Yours, always, Clint.

Tears blurring her vision, Natasha shoves the letters back into the shoebox angrily, furious that he still has the power to make her feel this way. Before she knows what she’s doing she’s pulling on her jacket and shoving her feet into boots, headed out the door with the box of letters in her hand.

She’s on his doorstep before she can really process what she’s doing, hand poised to knock, when all of a sudden it hits her that she can’t show up at his door after everything she said to him, after the way that he left. But it’s too late. Just as she lowers her hand and decides to walk away and leave this all behind her, the door swings open.

“Natasha?”

“Sorry,” she murmurs, clutching the box of letters to her chest. “I don’t know what I was thinking. I’ll…I’ll just…”

Clint reaches out towards her as she turns to leave, his hand closing around her wrist. “Natasha, wait.”

She turns uncertainly, the weight of his words heavy in her arms. “I shouldn’t have read these,” she says quietly, thrusting the box towards him. “I’m sorry.”

Clint makes no move to take the box, instead bringing a hand to her shoulder tentatively, his grip becoming firmer as she makes no move to shake him off. “I left them for you, Natasha. I wanted you to read them.”

She shakes her head slowly, confusion etched into the lines of her face. “I don’t understand. Clint…why?”

“Because I’m still in love with you Natasha!” An edge of frustration creeps into her voice as he takes a step closer to her, the box of letters the only remaining barrier between her body and his. “And you can try to avoid me, you can try to push me away, but I’m always going to be here.”

She looks down at the box in her hands to avoid his eyes, uncertain.

 “Clint…I…”

“Just tell me what you want,” he says gently.

“I think…” she pauses, shifting back and forth on her feet. “I think I want to start over.”

Clint’s lips crash to hers in an instant as he murmurs, “Then what are you waiting for?”

Auradon Prep

There was a small group near the docks.  Clary was standing near Dizzy.  Gil and Uma were standing together as well.  Jonathan tilted his head to the side when he saw Harry and held out a package.  Inside was a sandwich stuffed with shaved stake.

“Since you couldn’t stay to eat with us last night.  I figured I would bring you some left overs.”

We brought left overs for everyone.”

Jon rolled his eyes as Clary started handing out sandwiches.

And then his eyes moved to look at the limo.

“You ready for this?  After today we get to choose who we want to be.”

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~Dane~ I woke up with a splitting headache! Damn fucking alcohol! I swear I'm off the stuff for good! I looked around. I hope I didn't do anything stupid last night!

~Lexi~

I sat in the chair at my desk across from my bed with my dagger in my hand. I’d already carved up the desk. I’d need a new one. I twisted it in my hand.

“Who told you.”

Every single night
  • Me: *puts birds to bed at a reasonable hour, covers their cages and turns out most of the lights in the room*
  • Birds: *quiet down and settle in, ostensibly go to sleep*
  • Me, sometime later: *turns out last light by my bed*
  • Gwen: alright time to EXPLORE you thought this was the perch I wanted to be sleeping on HA that would be CRAZY of course I don't want to be on THAT one, what's this, a pellet? Seems like a good time for SNACK dang it's pretty dark isn't it I'm not sure about this better make some uncomfortable wheezing noises to let everyone know I don't appreciate NIGHT better go check out all the corners of cage there might be monsters, you know what they say, always be BEEPING lol #birblife WOAH almost fell off that perch wHy it so dark?¿?

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20, louis and harry.. but like, nowadays? kind of angsty? because it's weird between them now? and we can all see it?

Harry/Louis- Any of the Above

This is possibly more than ‘kind of’ angsty if I’m completely honest.-

When Harry gets home after a night out, there are shoes by the door and a jacket thrown over the couch. He recognizes them immediately and furrows his brow, curious as to why they’re in his home. Nervous, even, because they haven’t belonged there in a long time.

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