moving hold

Watch Me Drown update: I’ve got 10,000 words drafted across just two scenes… for those of you that implored me “never stop writing this” it looks like you’re getting your wish… I have so much plot to get to! And yet these two just can’t seem to keep their hands off each other in super detailed foreplay. 

N̡ͫ̚e̊̊͒̆v̨̔̌ͬͧ̎̋ͣȇ̌̓̃ͦ̌̂ȓ̄͘-̐̃Ė͋͂ͩ̓͛͏n̽̎̃̈̃ͫ́dͮͮͮͯ̅̀ͪi̅͗ͤ̆̉̍͝n̈́̀̉ḡ ͐́ͦ͋N̛ĩ̓̉͋̓̌ǵ̏̾ͬh̴̔ͯ̿ͭt̂̊m̈́̏ͪ͐ͥ̚â̶̊̂͆̿ͪrͦ̂̃ͬ́̄̈e̵͆̊̎

You chose her. You married her. You have a kid with her. So why is it when you’re lying in bed awake at 3:00 am I’m the one you call. Why is it that when you’ve had a rough day my number is the first you dial just waiting for me to say “Hi Prince.” You left me for her so why is it that you still have my pictures saved and even after 5 years of being apart you’ve still managed to hold on to them. You’re with her so why is it that every year on my birthday at 12:00 am you’re the first to say “Happy Birthday.” You’re married to her so why is it that when we both walk past you, your eyes linger on me. Why did you choose her if you love me?

Excerpts from the book I’ll never write #350


8:10 pm

I know all I can do right now is talk about the Renora scene on the airship but can we please talk about the renora scene on the airship? But most importantly..REN’S EXPRESSIONS. 

When he first looks at her, he looks a little unsure but then his face gradually turns into a soft expression. 

It’s like Ren made the realization that he loves Nora (although, he probably realized that earlier when Nora pushed him under the building…or earlier than that but it’s now more apparent that the Grimm that killed his parents is dead and that’s A LOT off his shoulders and mind). 


NORA’S INITIAL REACTION IS SO PURE AND CUTE AND EVERYTHING I EVER NEEDED. (And Ren’s face is just…wow…have you ever seen him more serene with the world because I haven’t)

And then Ren puts his hand on-top of Nora’s and Nora holds up his hand and I can just see her examining it like “he really put his hand on my hand”. The way they readjust their hands just kills me in the best way. 

NORA’S EXPR/ESSION HERE IS EVEN PURER THAN THAT LAST ONE AND IT JUST SCREAMS “REALLY?”. Like, she’s looking at him to make sure what’s happening is really happening…that he might have the same feelings for her that she’s felt for him for so many years. 



I thought this entire scene did an amazing job of developing their relationship and taking it beyond being close friends/crushes with just the smallest details in the animation. A kiss would have amazing and gladly accepted, but I thought their expressions and body language did soooo much more than what a kiss could have done here (besides, there’s plenty more time for kisses in the next volume ;)). 

over the weekend i convinced more than a hundred people (including several fascinated babies) that the owl puppet was real for mere seconds

2x05 coda because Alec Lightwood is a soft boy who deserves soft things. 

“You’ll blow up the very ground you stand on to make something right.” 

Alec’s eyes refocus on him for a second - sad, angry - before he quickly looks away with a tiny sigh, fingers moving to hold his injured hand again.  

Magnus inhales, wishing there was more that he could do, more that he could say. A universe of power at his fingertips and yet in this second, armed with nothing but words to offer comfort, he’s feeling utterly helpless. 

“You don’t have to figure it out tonight,” he adds softly, hoping he’s not going to spook Alec into leaving. “Want to come inside?” he asks carefully. “Get a drink?" 

Heal that hand, he thinks fiercely, letting his eyes roam the bloody knuckles and biting his tongue. Not yet. 

Alec doesn’t reply but he looks up again, silently stubborn, probably mentally weighing his options. He’s not leaving though and Magnus will take it as a win coming from a man who’d rather let himself drown than call out for help to the people standing on the shore. 

"I…” Alec closes his eyes, shaking his head angrily. “I don’t know what-,” he stops himself, tightening his hold on his hand, fingers digging into the already bruised flesh. 

“We don’t have to talk about it,” Magnus offers, taking a tiny step forward before stopping himself. He can’t stop looking at the place where Alec’s fingernails are still gripping his wrist. “Please come inside?” he asks. 

Alec inhales sharply before nodding. “Okay,” he agrees solemnly, reaching beside himself to grab his bow and jacket. 

“Let me,” Magnus interrupts, putting a hand on Alec’s shoulder. “Just go inside, make yourself comfortable.” 

Alec nods, getting up and starting to walk towards the apartment, head bowed and shoulders tensed. Magnus doesn’t think he’s ever seen him look so subdued and he hates the way he’s trying to make himself look smaller, like Alec can’t even bear to even take so much space right now. He shakes his head, tired and frustrated after a long and difficult day, before dismissively disappearing Alec’s things into the guest bedroom. 

When he walks back into his apartment, it takes Magnus a second to locate Alec. He startles a little when he can’t find him into the living room and it’s only when he enters the kitchen that he lets out a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding. For a moment there, Magnus feared he had driven him away but here he is, sitting on a stool, elbows on the kitchen island, head bowed and fingers tangled in his hair. 

Magnus doesn’t say anything when he enters the kitchen, simply presses a comforting hand on Alec’s shoulder for a second before walking to his pantry, busying himself with the mechanics of making them something to drink and choosing to forget magic for a second, hoping the precious minutes it takes him will allow Alec a bit of privacy in mourning. 

“Here,” Magnus whispers, pushing a red mug towards Alec five minutes later.  

Alec gives his hot chocolate a surprised look before raising one eyebrow towards Magnus, silently expressing his incredulity at the choice of beverage. 

“Unless you want something a little stronger,” Magnus teases, wiggling his fingers. 

Alec smiles softly, a tiny thing in the corner of his mouth and he looks soft like this, upset still, but like he’s slowly starting to let himself feel comfortable. Magnus tries not to let it affect him too much but he can feel his heart skip a beat when Alec takes a small gulp before clearing his throat. 

“Actually,” he starts shyly, “it’s perfect.” 

“Good,” Magnus smiles, grabbing his own mug and walking around the island to sit on the stool next to Alec’s. 

They sit in silence for a few minutes, Magnus drinking his tea slowly until he can feel Alec’s body starting to relax next to his, then he waits a little bit longer after that. 

“Think you’ve hurt yourself enough for tonight?” he finally asks casually, letting his hand fall next to Alec’s, pinkie brushing against his wrist, blue sparks warmly licking at his skin. It’s taking everything for him to stop himself from healing it straight away, but Magnus knows the power of choices. 

“I… I wasn’t-” Alec babbles, trying to justify himself for a second before deflating. He gulps. “Yes,” he admits timidly, turning his hand on the counter, offering it palm up to Magnus, surrendering himself to his care. 

Magnus gives Alec’s profile a long look, trying to find any traces of uncertainty, before letting his fingers softly trail up Alec’s hand, healing the wounds as he goes along. When he reaches the wrist, Magnus allows himself to continue the caress, enjoying the way Alec shivers when he reaches his elbow, smiling softly in the corner of his mouth when he notices a blush appearing on the shadowhunter’s face. 

“There,” he says happily when Alec raises his arm and starts slowly wiggling his fingers, “better, no?” 

Alec tightens his fingers into a fist before licking his lower lip and looking back at Magnus. “Yes,” he replies shyly with a small chuckle. He still sounds sad, devastated really, but Magnus supposes there’s not much else to be done right now. He needs time to heal, to forgive himself.  

Alec hesitates for a second before letting his hand fall on top of Magnus’, tangling their fingers for a moment. “Thank you,” he adds sincerely. 

“Anytime Alexander,” Magnus replies with more confidence than he possesses, feeling overwhelmed at the fierce protectiveness that surges through his body. “You’re always welcome here.” 

Little Do You Know: 2

Pairing: TJ Hammond x fem!Reader 

Story Summary: Soulmate AU. On your 21st birthday, you begin to hear the innermost thoughts of your soulmate. What will happen when your soulmate just so happens to be a drug addict struggling to recover? Did I mention that he may or may not be incredibly gay? 

Warnings: Language, fluff, angst, mentions of suicide, mentions of drugs, i think that’s it.

A/N:`I hope you all enjoy this part, though it is a bit of a slow burn. I’m pretty happy with how these first two parts have turned out, so if you guys like this, maybe I’ll work on a third part. (:

I have to go.”

As you moved out of his hold, one of the tears you’d been harboring slipping out, falling down your cheek as you turned towards the exit again. “Wait, please.. Don’t.” He pleaded, following you, gripping your hand to keep you from leaving when you got too close to the door.

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2 years ago someone admitted something that changed the way I’ll view love forever. I thought that things would be different then, but now looking back I’m glad it wasn’t the way I planned things out. My first love was the most valuable, yet the most hurtful.
I learned that someone could tell me I’m beautiful and beg me to stay, and I could actually believe the words coming out of their mouth. Or that you holding someone’s hand meant so much more than just intertwining fingers, and could sometimes be even better than kissing.
But I also learned some bad things about love. Like falling in love with someone you thought could love you by just the sound of your laugh, is something you should be definitely be certain about. Because not only did it break my heart loving someone who could never possibly love me back, but it broke me to crush the person you use to think I was. And I lost my best friend.
I learned that you can do everything right in a relationship, and still be the one who cries themselves to sleep or wonder what in hell you did wrong. Some times love isn’t enough to make a person stay, and it pained me to learn that hurtful lesson. For months after you shattered everything in front of me all I could wonder was I wasn’t enough to make you happy. I learned that crying yourself to sleep almost everynight even though you’re with the person you love, is no way to live. And is almost as heart breaking as when they shatter your heart in front of you.
I learned that eventually you do get past your first love. You’ll learned to live without them. To live out your dreams. But you’ll always wonder if they regret throwing you back in to the sea for a better fish.
—  cheyanne223

get you a man who looks at you the way Shin looks at EunTak when she isn’t looking..