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Jared Leto Imagine - Honeymoon

This was requested. Inspired by the song Hello by Beyonce.


Your P.O.V.

This day had been the one I had waited for all my life. The day I married my soulmate, my best friend, Jared Leto. The day I became Y/N Leto.

Jared had been so happy today. When I closed my eyes I could see his pretty blue eyes looking into mine as I reached him at the altar. He had cried when he saw me in the wedding dress. We had said our ‘I do’s and then we had the most amazing ceremony with our friends and family. The entire day had been a blast but the best part was coming. Our two-week honeymoon in Italy.

We finally arrived at the fancy hotel together. We were both damn excited to get in our room that was on the highest level of the hotel. It was like a penthouse just for us! Jared held my hand as we walked into the elevator. ‘’I love you so much’’ I whispered happily. We were both still in our nice wedding clothes. After all, we had gotten married in Italy. It was so beautiful here so it was perfect.

Jared looked extremely hot in his suit and tie. His hair was a little messy from dancing but it was still sexy. I was just getting warm in my dress. ‘’I love you too’’ Jared told me sincerely. Those words still made my heart beat. He didn’t need to spoil me with diamonds and gold to make me love him. Jared was such an amazing man and I was lucky to call him my husband. It still felt unreal!

We got out of the elevator and arrived at our room. It was like a palace! Everything was fancy and gorgeous, even the door knobs. We had plenty of time to check out everything. We hurried straight to the bedroom. Although this was a romantic day, he still teased me and I teased him. We found the huge bedroom quickly. There was a king sized bed in the middle of the golden room. The walls were white with golden patterns. Everything looked like it belonged to a king.

I loved this but I would be happy no matter what as long as I had Jared with me. He let go of my hand and he walked over to the stereo. He wanted to put on some romantic music for us. I saw candles all around the room and a lighter on the nightstand. Of course, I lit the candles. Soon everything was perfect.

Jared turned to face me and he reached out his hand for me.I smiled widely and grabbed it. The music and the candles made this super romantic and sweet. ‘’A dance before the main event could be nice’’ He whispered into my ears, making me giggle.’’Good song choice’’ I let him know while wrapping my arm around him. we were really close and he led me. Slow dancing with Jared was something I appreciated a lot. It was just me and him and the moon on the pretty night sky.

‘’Who doesn’t like Beyonce on their wedding night?’’ Jared thought out loud. Then he put his big hand on my lower back to keep me close. The words were perfect. ‘’ ..Don’t fly me away. Don’t need to buy a diamond key to unlock my heart. You shelter my soul. You’re my fire when I’m cold , I want you to know ..’’ I listened to the words with a smile. Then Jared started singing along with his unbelievably beautiful voice.

‘’You had me at hello, hello, hello, you had me at hello..’’ He sang ever so softly. I looked up into his eyes. I could hear that he meant what he sang. I decided to join him. ‘’Cause it was many years ago baby when you stole my cool, ‘cause you had me at hello’

Jared smiled at me. Then he stopped dancing so he could place a kiss on my head. My heart was full of joy and happiness. He walked behind me and started to untie my dress. His hands were working smoothly like it was easy. ‘’You’re so gorgeous Y/N’’ He let me know while undressing me. I felt like blushing. Although we had been together for years, his words still made me feel appreciated and happy.

My dress cascaded down and left me in my white underwear. I stepped out of my dress and turned to Jared who was already shirtless. ‘’Let me help you with that’’ I offered him and I hurried to unbutton his black pants. He kept his eyes on me while kicking off his pants. Now we were both in our underwear. I was still amazed by Jared’s body. His personality was fucking perfect and on top of that, he looked perfect. But if he would ever get into an accident and change on the outside, I’d still love him. No one could replace Jared.

‘’Think fast’’ Jared chuckled and quickly picked me up. I squealed and wrapped my arms around his neck. We got in bed where he put me down so I was leaning against the soft pillows. He crawled on top of me and I wrapped my legs around him. Finally, he leant down and pressed his silky lips against mine. I shut my eyes and tangled my hand in his hair.His lips felt so marvellous. It didn’t take long until our heated kiss turned really deep. Jared nibbled my bottom lip which made me part my lips.

He used that chance to push his tongue in my mouth. I moaned into our kiss and let him explore my mouth. Our tongues brushed against each other. He was almost choking me because of the amazing kiss. I didn’t want to pull back but we had to breathe. Jared pulled his head back and our eyes met again. Both of our lips tinted red and I saw my lipstick on him.

‘’I want you’’ I admitted heatedly. Jared smirked and then took a deep breath. ‘’I’m right here princess. I’m not going anywhere’’ He promised and then rubbed his hands on my thighs. His delicate touch caused a shiver to run down my spine. He moved his fingers towards my hips and kept a strong look directed to me. I arched my back impatiently which made him press me back down against the bed. ‘’Jared’’ I whined with a pout. ‘’Patience kitten, we have all night’’ He reminded me with a voice that got deeper the hornier he got.

Jared reached for my bra and slipped his hands under my back. As simply as that he unclasped them and threw them away. My chest was exposed to him and I could tell that he enjoyed the sight. ‘’So pretty’’ He purred and cupped my boobs. I bit my lips and smiled. Soon Jared started massaging my boobs and I felt goosebumps on my skin. Damn his touch was magical!

‘’Are you horny?’’ He asked me while pinching my nipples. ‘’Yes Jared’’ I moaned a little bit. I noticed that his blue eyes had turned darker. The more he massaged and pinched my boobs, the more sensitive they grew. I got really wet and these undies were awfully in the way. Jared lowered himself so he could press a kiss on my stomach. Then he planted kisses in a both down towards my heat. Meanwhile, his hands were rubbing my thighs to awake all my senses.

Just as I thought he would touch me down there, he froze. He looked up at me with a devilish smile. ‘’Jared pleaaase’’ I scoffed making him laugh. ‘’Okay baby girl, I won’t be a huge tease tonight’’ He was kind to me. Then he bit the fabric of my panties. I watched as he slid them off with his teeth. Damn, he was hot.

He reached the end of my feet and he threw away my panties. I watched as he got up and he removed his last piece of clothing as well, revealing to me his huge cock that looked pretty hard already. Jared got back in bed and crawled slowly towards me. I smiled at him and did a ‘come here’ motion with my finger, luring him to me.  Jared reached me and wrapped his strong arms around my legs.

‘’You’re so wet’’ He stated happily and then faced my wetness. Heck yeah, I was. ‘’Just for you’’ I mewled like a good girl. Jared licked his lips and then lowered himself. I was really impatient and I felt like I would lose my mind soon. Then finally he went down on me. Jared put his mouth on my clit and he licked me so he could get a proper taste of what was his.

I moaned softly because it felt so good already. He gave my clit full attention by licking it and nibbling softly. It didn’t take long until his fingers snaked to me and he pushed two of them inside me. ‘’Fuck’’ I gasped as his long fingers stretched my walls.  I grabbed the sheets and looked down at him while he was working his magic. The sight was incredibly hot. Jared kept eye contact with me which made it even more amazing. He knew exactly how to treat a lady!

He curled his fingers and bit my clit a little harder making me moan loudly. ‘’Fuck yes J’’ I responded to his actions. His long fingers brushed against a very sensitive spot and the sweet pleasure from his mouth made it feel fantastic. I pushed my hips up so I could get closer to him. Suddenly Jared started fingerfucking me harder while licking my most sensitive nub.

I nearly rolled my eyes to the back of my head but I wanted to keep eye contact. I could hear how I wet I was. A knot formed in my stomach and I felt like I’d come undone.Jared added pace and it caused me to cry out in pleasure. A few seconds later my orgasm approached and my walls tightened around his fingers. I wailed out his name as the pleasure took over me. Jared still fingered me but slowly so I could ride down my high. A little later he removed his fingers and crawled up to me.

‘’Wanna have a taste?’’ He purred and showed me his glistening fingers. I nodded and opened my mouth happily. He pushed his fingers in my mouth and I started cleaning up nicely. I knew it was one of his weaknesses. I made sure to circle my tongue around his fingers just like I did to him when I was giving him a blowjob. ‘’Okay I think I’m speaking for both of us now, I can’t wait anymore’’ He growled and pulled out his fingers.

Tonight was super special, not just because it was our wedding night, our honeymoon. We would also do it for the first time without a condom. We wanted to be super close. ‘’Are you ready?’’ Jared asked me while getting in place. He grabbed his member and placed his tip at my wet entrance. ‘’Yes’’ I told him and then held onto the sheets again. Jared pushed himself inside of me slowly and stretched me more. It was so different. It wasn’t just a slimy rubber layer. Now I could feel him, skin to skin.

Once he got a few inches in, he lowered himself closer to me so I could hold onto his shoulders. He was huge and that wasn’t a lie. his size always had me surprised. It’s like I could never get used to it and I loved it. Once he was fully inside, he started thrusting softly. It wasn’t rough at all. Things went slowly because we wanted to feel each other. we weren’t fucking, we were making love.

‘’You feel so good princess’’ Jared grunted with a sexy raspy voice. His cock was throbbing in me. I could really feel everything. I bucked my hips towards him to create a slow and steady rhythm. Jared hid his face in the crook of my neck and he started kissing me. The sensitive pleasure was absolutely overwhelming. I dug my nails into his back and curled my toes.

‘’Jared ah..oh my gosh’’ I whimpered in pure bliss. Although he wasn’t pounding in me, I felt like I was a firework. He easily hit my G-spot and each time I felt a wave of pleasure shooting through my body.After a while, we were looking into each other’s eyes again. Our bodies got covered in a thin layer of sweat as we kept going. This felt so special. This was love, not sex. So it was easier to just love it.

‘’I love you so much baby’’ Jared groaned in satisfaction. ‘’I love you too’’ I tried to tell him as steadily as I could but I was a moaning mess. Suddenly he turned us over so he was on his back and I was on his chest. I smiled and tried to sit on him which made me even more sensitive. My hands were on his chest and he grabbed them with his. Then I started riding him slowly so I was practically rubbing myself onto his cock.

I watched how Jared’s confident face turned to a more vulnerable one as I made him feel good. His plump lips parted and the veins under his eyes got more visible. Then he moaned so sexily that simply that could’ve made me come. I loved making him feel good. So I added a little pace and it made me moan too. He was so deep in me that I nearly reached his balls. I couldn’t get enough of him!

‘’Just like that’’ Jared growled and moved his hands onto my hips so he could keep me in place. Jared started moving my hips in a motion that drove us both crazy. ‘’Oh my gosh J’’ I yelped as he started pounding in and out of me. The pleasure grew so intense that I couldn’t keep myself up anymore. I lied down on his chest so my boobs touched him. Then I squeezed his shoulder tightly as he thrust his cock in me. ‘’You’re so good baby girl’’ Jared purred deeply.

Our eyes met and I got an overwhelming desire to kiss him. So I used my other hand to direct his face closer to me and I pressed our lips together. We were both obviously close to our orgasms so he started adding pace until he was going really hard. I moaned into our sloppy kiss. It felt so good that a tear rolled down my face.

‘’I’m c-close’’ I gasped on top of his lips. Jared nodded and pushed my face closer to his. Just a few seconds later I came the second time tonight. My entire body stiffened for a brief second as my powerful orgasm took over all my senses. I dug my nails into Jared and then I screamed out in satisfaction. All I felt was an amazing bliss of the orgasm and him. Jared had to make me cum before he would.

He still slammed himself into my sensitive wet walls which made my body tremble. His strong arms held me close to him and I knew he wouldn’t let go. Finally, he reached his high as well and an unfamiliar feeling approached. Jared’s cum shot inside me, filling me up. The warm seeds felt strange but I didn’t mind that feeling either. He slowed down until he didn’t move anymore. Yet he stayed inside me.

We were both panting as we came down our highs. I felt like I was in heaven. ‘’Holy shit that was amazing’’ Jared breathed out and ran his hand through my hair. I looked into his eyes and nodded. This got me sleepy but I knew that we were both ready for round two sooner or later.

‘’It sure was but it doesn’t have to stop there’’ I giggled happily. Just then he pulled out and I felt his hot cum squeezing out of me. My eyes shut and I sat up, making his cum run down my leg. Jesus his load was big. ‘’Oh my gosh J’’ I gasped while standing up. My legs were a little shaky which was fine but the cum on my legs felt a little weird. Jared looked at me like he was in a daze or something.

‘’That’s really hot’’ He let me know. ‘’Hot?’’ I smiled. I guess so. ‘’ about we go and check out the bathroom? Maybe we could make this happen again?’’ I suggested flirtily and bit my bottom lip. I didn’t have to tell Jared twice. He got up from the bed and got closer to me. Just as he thought he could pick me up, I stepped back as quickly as I possibly could. ‘’You gotta catch me first’’ I showed him my tongue. Jared gave me a mischievous look. ‘’You’re gonna get it girl’’ He warned me and just like that round two began..

Madame Gaston

Fandom: Beauty and the Beast (2017)

Pairing: Gaston x Reader

As requested by anonymous: Gaston x-reader where it’s your wedding night. I’m the 1st to ask for one

A/N: It’s official! I’m writing for Gaston now!


If someone told you that you’d be marrying Gaston within a year, you’d call them crazy. But here you are, standing at the altar wearing a beautiful wedding dress holding the hands of your love, Gaston.

“Do you, Y/N, take Gaston, as you husband, to have and to hold as long as you both shall live?”

You smiled up at Gaston, “I do.”

“And do you, Gaston, take Y/N, to be your wife, to love and care for, as long as you both shall live?”

“I do.” Gaston said proudfully as he brought your hands to his lips.

“By the power invested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride!”

Gaston pulled you close to his chest, dipped you, and gave you a big passionate kiss. The people cheered and applauded.

The two of you walked down the aisle holding hands and covered yourself as people threw flower petals at the both of you.

“TO THE TAVERN!” Gaston yelled and everyone cheered. Gaston helped you onto his horse and he climbed on behind you. Gaston gave you another kiss on the lips, “I love you, my darling wife.”

You giggled, “I love you too, my darling husband.”

“May the celebration begin!”

People followed behind you as you made your way to Gaston’s tavern. Gaston hopped off and helped you down carrying you bridal style through the door.

“Drinks all around!” LeFou yelled, thus making Gaston arch an eyebrow at him, “I mean, if that’s okay with you.”

Gaston nodded, “Yes, LeFou! Drinks all around! Music! Dancing! Let us celebrate!” Gaston’s little group of friends began to play their instruments. People began to dance around and sing. Some women, mostly the Bimbettes, were crying.

Gaston handed you a glass of wine, “Thank you, my love.” You sipped at it as you sat in Gaston’s seat. He lifted you up and you squealed. He sat down and set you on his lap.

You looked at him lovingly and leaned forward capturing your lips with his. Gaston hummed, “I can’t believe it. We’re married! Who’d have ever thought?”

You chuckled, “I never imagined either.” You gently stroke his cheek, “But you make me happy.”

Gaston took your hand and kissed it, “And you make me happy, Y/N. After I survived and was shunned by the town, I never imagine to be redeemed. But there you were, ready to defend me when I no longer had motivation to. I may be strong, but you are so much more stronger. And faaar more beautiful than I!”

“You’ve changed for the better, Gaston. I’m proud of you.”

“I wanted to be better for you. You deserve the best.”

“And you most certainly are the best, Gaston.”

Gaston shrugged, “Can’t really argue with that.”

You stood up and pulled Gaston to his feet, “Come! Let’s dance!”


It was late, everyone was drunk out of their minds besides you and Gaston. You yawned and leaned into Gaston’s chest more. His chest rumbled as he chuckled, “Let’s go home now, love.”

He picked you and decided to walk the couple minutes to the small cottage that you two now called home. He carefully walked inside and into the bedroom setting you down carefully.

He was about to put the covers on you, but you stopped him, “Nooo. Help me get out of this dreeeeess.” You whined.

You stood up and swayed a bit. Gaston held you by the shoulders. He then turned you around so your back was facing him. He unbuttoned the back and the dress fell, pooling at your feet. You stepped out and dove under the covers in only your bra and panties.

“Hurry up. Cuddle me.” You mumbled.

“Yes, I’ll be right there, beautiful.” He shrugged off his red coat and yellow vest. He slipped off his white shirt and only left himself in his pants. He hurriedly slipped into bed next to you.

“I know we’re supposed to consumate the marriage, but I’m really tired.” You mjmbled as you nestled your face into Gaston’s neck.

Gaston stroked your hair, “It’s okay, love. I waited for you to marry me. I can wait however long you’d like for that.”

You kissed his neck, “I love you, Gaston.”

Gaston kissed your head, “I love you too, Y/N. Sleep well, my wife.”

Some time ago I got several asks about listening to music while working. Usually I prefer audio books or podcasts, but I have few playlists I find inspiring. 

01 Funny Man by KT Tunstall
02 Runs In The Family by Amanda Palmer
03 Insomnia by IAMX
04 Climbing Up The Walls by Radiohead
05 Harmless Monster by CocoRosie
06 The Childcatcher by Patrick Wolf
07 Spiracle by Soap&Skin
08 Monsters by The Gathering
09 All The Rowboats by Regina Spektor
10 Something Of An End by My Brightest Diamond
11 Do You Believe In Me by Catatonia
12 Untitled 27 by Polly Scattergood

Dance 1/1

Okay here comes @fictober and I’m starting off with a little drabble for my girl @scully-loves-ruthie because she lives for the angst. Tagging also @today-in-fic

Inspired by the hospital Mulder/Scully pics previewed from season 11.

I’ve been waiting for over twenty years for the second shoe to drop, always at the back of my mind, whenever I looked at her, felt her, held her, spoke to her, listened to her; from that single moment so many years ago when she had broken down in front of me, shaking in my arms as I held her close, fighting back tears of my own at the fragility of her, my strong Scully ravaged and stripped by the disease that had relentlessly invaded her and almost taken her from me, repeating the words over and over against my chest; that the tumour had just…gone.  Leaving nothing behind but a knowledge that nothing between us would ever - could ever - be the same again; because for just a few moments in time when all had seemed hopeless, I had finally allowed myself to love her; allowed myself to drop my guard, to look deep into her eyes and tell her just how much I loved her; knowing that to lose her without ever telling her was just unthinkable. 

Somehow though, she had been permitted to stay, her tears of joy soaking my shirt as we clung to each other that night in a euphoric haze of stunned disbelief, that against all the odds we had rolled the dice and won.

But I always feared that the time she had been given, those extra years that were gifted to her, would one day trickle one minute into the next and just like that our time would be over and I think deep down inside her she feared it too.

Making excuses to herself and to me as the headaches intensified and the dragging fatigue plagued her as night after night I gently picked her up from where she had fallen into exhausted sleep, head lolled back against the sofa cushions, she would hardly stir as with knees that screamed at me with every step I would take her up to bed and spend the night terrified and wide-awake just listening to her breathe.

Eventually though, despite our masterful denial that anything was wrong, an incident deemed serious enough to send Scully straight to the ER with a minor head wound, brought upon us a truth that we had both somehow known I think.

I had held her hand that night as we sat, dry eyed and barely speaking in the corridor as we waited for the oncology department to scare up a bed for her.

Tests they said.

As though she hadn’t already been tested enough.

Five days later I took her home.  Five days where I had barely left her side, internally screaming at her to fight this, just as she had fought so long ago, clutching her hand in mine as I listened to her refusing treatments that might, if she were lucky, buy her a little time and if she weren’t could render her even more weakened than she already was.  Intensive, invasive treatments for a cancer that had already begun to metastasize, insidiously taking over her body just as it had done before and even though I wanted to argue with her, one look into those incredible blue eyes and I knew that really, she had made the right decision; that it was time to stop fighting.

So I took her home.

To our little house that sits proud and sturdy amongst a garden of grasses that sway in the wind and whisper promises to us that we never took the time to hear. This little house that has seen us fall and fight and flee from each other and which has seen us somehow always find each other again through the darkness.

And it’s here I sit now, listening to music as I watch the autumn sun bathing the surrounding trees in a golden light, waiting for her to find me just as she has always found me.  She sleeps a lot, falling into gentle slumber before waking in sweet degrees and smiling apologetically at me for bailing out on me once again; the irony not lost on either of us that for all the times when I have wanted her to allow me to take care of her and been refused, right now I am welcomed by her and yet there is little I can do.

The porch door creaks behind me, soft footsteps on the deck and then her hand,  gentle on the back of my neck before she presses her lips to the crown of my head in greeting.

And all around us the music keeps playing and the grass keeps whispering secrets we are not adept enough to understand and the minutes just tick relentlessly down until one day time will just cease and she will be gone.

I stand then and even as I am reaching for her she is already there before me, her slight body leaning into mine, all oversize flannel and sleep mussed hair and she is beautiful, so damn beautiful that I want to wrap myself around her and never let her go.  This woman, my friend, my partner, my lover; who has returned to me again and again even when I spent long years pushing her far away and who now stands before me, trailing warm fingertips along the shadow of stubble that darkens my skin as just a ghost of a smile graces her perfect face, her eyes peaceful, serene and luminous but still full of light, of life.

“Dance with me Mulder.”

And I do as she asks, swaying gently to the soft music, as the shadows lengthen and the sun sinks lower in the sky we dance together Scully and I, just as we always have.  


Amnesia - Carlisle x Reader - Part Two

Originally posted by carlislecullentrash

 Fandom: Twilight

 Pairing: Carlisle x Reader

 Summary: From lost in the woods, injured, broken, lonely, confused, and terrified, inflicted with amnesia, to found, healed, and cared for. Paisley’s finding a new home, but just as quickly as she finds it, it may be ripped from her.

 Warning(s): Mentions of Abuse.

 Six months, six without a single clue to my memories, or who I am. Nobody has put out a missing report, for someone who looks like me, and there aren’t even any ads in the papers from other cities, looking for me. As if I just appeared out of nowhere, belonged to nobody, loved by no one.

 Dropping the news paper on the table, I let out a sigh, carding my fingers through my long black hair, frowning as Esme glances at me from the stove where she’s cooking up friend eggs, sausage, and hashbrowns for this morning’s breakfast. “These things take time, Paisley. Be patient, Paisley. Someone cares, Paisley. It’s alright, Paisley. You can stay here as long as you need, Paisley.” I grumble under my breath, in a poor imitation of Carlisle’s voice, causing Esme to let out a light laugh. “It’s been six months, without any kind of hint. No words popping out, no memory lapses, nothing.” I huff, slumping into my seat as Esme dishes me a plate, before setting it before me as she settles into the chair across from my own.

 “Paisley, it’s alright.” Esme rubs my hand. “Maybe, you went on holiday, and nobody knows you’re gone? Or, perhaps your parents went on a holiday, or something?” Esme suggests, trying to calm me down, and I nod. “Even if you’re never claimed. You have a family now, with us. You belong here.”

 “Yeah,” I huff, rolling a sausage across the plate. “okay.” I press off the table, stepping out onto the tree that reaches into the kitchen, leaving Esme frowning behind me as I climb the tree higher and higher, until I’m on the sturdiest branch at the top. Sitting down on the branch, I look out at the mountains, tears prickle my eyes as my chest clenches in pain. “This is so stupid.” I whimper, a lump swells in my throat, and tears start to fall, unbidden.

 “You might want to be careful.” I jump, looking at the branch below to find Carlisle is there, and I scoot over as he climbs up, sitting beside me as he just looks at me, causing me turn my head away, wiping my face. “you know that you can cry, right? It’s been six months, and you haven’t shed a tear.” His words lift a weigh from my chest that I didn’t know were there, and I throw myself into his arms, my face burying in his shirt, shoulders shaking as tears fall freely. His arms wind around my back, rubbing as he rests his chin on top of my head, his strokes his hand up and down my spine, soothing me as he just lets me cry.

 Twirling across the living room, Emmett spin me from his arms, right into Jasper’s arms, who lifts me off the floor as he spins, setting me down in time for Rosalie to sweep over, spinning the both of us across the floor, before Alice takes me in her arms, letting me laugh as the siblings pass me around, all of us dancing to the music that pours from the speakers of the TV. Just as Esme spins me, Carlisle sweeps me up, wrapping his arm around my middle, and he sweeps us across the floor, causing me to laugh as the others seems move out of the way. It’s a cheerful afternoon, and Alice had turned on music, starting the makeshift kind of dance in the living room- Emmett and Edward had even worked together to move the furniture out of the large living room. “Are you enjoying yourself?”

 “Yes,” I nod, smiling as we spin around. “it’s amazing that you’ve accepted me, not only in you home, but in your family. I can never thank you enough, Carlisle.”

 “You sound as though you are saying goodbye.” His brow crinkles in concern, and I let out a soft laugh, shaking my head.

 “No, it’s just… this has all been amazing, and even if I remember my life before, I will always remember these past six months. I love being here.” I feel my cheeks warm up a bit. “I love being with you guys.”

 “We’ve loved having you here, Paisley.” Carlisle smiles at me, when he spins me away, and as he goes to pull me back, three echoing knocks pulse through the house, causing everyone to pause, the music shuts off, and silence surrounds us as Esme walks over tot he the door, opening it.

 “Our daughter went missing almost 6 months ago, and we’ve just gotten word of a girl looking like here, reported found. We’ve been searching everywhere for her.” A deep booming voice says, suddenly fear strikes my chest.

 “Please,” A young woman says. “this is her picture, is this the girl you have living here?” Esme takes the picture as I find myself attempting to hide behind Carlisle, fear racking me from an unknown terror, and as Esme glimpse the picture, looking over at me, I know now, that my fate is sealed. A loud echoing thunk, like a nail in the coffin lid, echoes hollowly in my chest as the young woman with black locks cries out, crocodile tears fill her eyes as she crosses the room to pull me into a hug, and my head pulses in agony. “Oh, my sweet angel! My darling Alix!” She sobs fake sobs into my shoulders as she holds me, I make no effort to respond as the name echoes in my head in familiarity.

 “There you are, kiddo!” The man tromps across the room, slapping me on the back as I flinch, my head beating in time with my rapidly hammering heart.

 “We were so worried that her no account ex-boyfriend had dragged her off to so foreign country, and we used so many funds to find her. When we got a call, after we got into town, and put in the missing police report, we were so relieved that you weren’t harmed!”

 “Actually, madam, you daughter suffered a broken leg, fractured arm, and mild concussion, and she’s currently suffering from amnesia.” Carlisle steps up as the young woman looks into my eyes, her eyes a dark, twisted, filled with fake tears as she throws her arms around my shoulders once more, sobbing fake sobs.

 “We’ll take you home, to England, and get you the best medicine available, kiddo.” The man says, clapping me on the back as I flinch, and struggle out of the woman’s arms as my head thrums and pounds, and I catch myself on Carlisle’s arm as I cradle my head.

 “I won’t go! I don’t want your blood money!” I scream, causing everyone to stare in shock as I sway, stumbling away from Carlisle, towards the door. The woman and man move forward, towards me, but I let out a piercing scream, before falling to the floor, memories flashing behind my eyes, and it’s all I can do not to throw up, curling into the fetal position with my arms over my head. “Leave. Me. Alone!”I scream as everything goes black, and more and more memories flash behind my eyelids, bringing pain, agony, regret, and anguish.

 Bolting up in my bed, I gasp for breath as Carlisle gently pushes me back down into the sheets, and as he goes to move, I cling to his arm, wide and frightened eyes on his angelic face. “Where are they? The people that came to get me?”

 “We had them go to a hotel for the night, their presence brought psychological and emotional stress to you, and you blacked out for hours.” Carlisle explains, sitting on the edge of my bed, and he caresses my cheek. “What happened?”

 “Alix, that’s what my parents called me.”

 “When they came over today, yes.” Carlisle nods, but I shake my head.

 “No. Those people are not my parents! I’m 23 years old, I live on my own, and my name is Alix MacLeish. My parents sold me to those people, when I was 13, to pay off their gambling debts. I’m a slave to those people, John and Irene, they beat on me, and work me until I collapse. They run seedy businesses, and when I got involved on one account, they beat me, and gave me to someone to dispose of. Where you found me.” I shake my head as Carlisle looks at me aghast.

 “You remembered everything, and… that’s what your memories are? That’s terrible!”

 “Don’t let them take me Carlisle, please.” I look up into his medallion eyes, tears springing forth in my own as I beg him.

 “I won’t. As a matter of fact, I’ll have Jasper and Alice go there, to keep them busy, and Rosalie will call the police. We’ll have them arrested, and do whatever measures necessary to keep you safe.” He caresses my cheek. “Then you’re live with us officially, with me, and the others. We’ll take care of you.” He promises, causing tears to well in my eyes as I nod, looking down as I clench the sheets in my hands. “Now, get some sleep.” I cling to his hand, causing him to chuckle. “I swear, I’m not going anywhere.” He moves to the chair beside the bed. “I’ll be here the entire time, and will still be here when you wake up. I promise.”

 “Kay.” I murmur, rolling over to look at him as I lay back in my bed, falling asleep.

 Sitting on the couch, Emmett sits on my left, and Carlisle is on my right as we watch John and Irene lead out of the hotel in handcuffs, on the TV. “So, you’re free.” Emmett hums, I bring my knees close to my chest, and let out a relieved, shuttering breath.

 “So,” Alice perks up from her recliner. “what do you want us to call you? Alix or Paisley?”

 “What, well… legally, I’m Alix.”

 “So? We can change your name if you want.” Jasper counters, leaning on the arm of Alice’s chair. “You’re family now.”

 “You… still want me? Even with all-”

 “All what? You think that, just because you’ve gotten your memories back, that we’d cast you out?” Edward counters, pressing off the wall beside the archway to the foyer.

 “No, I just thought that, with my past…” I look down, biting my lip.

 “We love having you here, but if you don’t want to be Paisley Cullen, we’re not going to force you.” Rosalie sympathizes.

 “Cullen?” I ask, surprise obvious.

 “You’re a bit old to adopt, but if we change you name, you’re family.” Carlisle explains, resting his hand on my leg. “Everyone speaks for themselves here, but they also speak for our family, this time around. We’d love to have you stay, and be our Paisley.”

 “I-I’d like that.” I murmur, smiling up at them as my cheeks warm up.

 “Then it’s decided. Jasper and I will take care of everything.” Alice says, causing me to smile at her.

 “Thank you, for accepting me. Scars and all.”

v-ermoth  asked:

hi lang!! i recently finished sad girls and it played a large part in my getting over a pretty long writer's block (around 6-7 months while i finished my high school). rad and audrey's first conversation about being characters in a book, and it inspired me to write a similar recollection about a relationship of mine. i just wanted to thank you so much for creating these characters! much love to you and michael from singapore xx

Hi lovely! I’m glad you enjoyed my novel Sad Girls and the conversations between Rad and Audrey. 

First love is a powerful thing and there are reminders all around us, in music, movies and books. It’s wonderful when you come across something that triggers your own memories and allows you to revisit that special, intoxicating time in your life. Just like reading, writing is a ticket to the past. I think that’s what makes it so addictive. 

Much love, Lang xo

Shake dreams from your hair
My pretty child, my sweet one.
Choose the day and
choose the sign of your day
The day’s divinity
First thing you see.
A vast radiant beach
in a cool jeweled moon
Couples naked race down by it’s quiet side
And we laugh like soft, mad children
Smug in the woolly cotton brains of infancy
The music and voices are all around us.
Choose, they croon, the Ancient Ones
The time has come again
Choose now, they croon,
Beneath the moon
Beside an ancient lake
Enter again the sweet forest
Enter the hot dream
Come with us
Everything is broken up and dances.

Beatles instruments

Rickenbacker 325 Capri ‘58 Jetglo
(John had the original natural Mapleglo finish painted black in 1962)

“John was looking around, he had his old Hofner Club 40, and we went into this music shop. We were all there together – we used to hunt around in packs, discovering what was available. Just mooching in general, as musicians do. John saw this Rickenbacker, and what actually knocked him out was the short scale of the fingerboard. Whereas before he had to stretch, John found that he could do the same riffs and everything without hardly moving his fingers. He just fell in love with it. He liked the sound. The Rickenbacker was his guitar!”
- Pete Best

anonymous asked:

2p China, 2p Russia and 2p Canada giving and receiving messages?

(i’m going to assume you meant massages? you can submit an ask again if i got that wrong)

2p!China/Shui Wang: Shui tends to forget that he’s as old as Yao, and as such, he would deny relaxing or getting a massage from you in general until his back gives out. And even then, he’s reluctant. On the other hand, with you, one of his main ways of showing affection is through giving you small massages, normally on your neck or upper back. Though they’re quick, Shui tends to be a bit on the rougher side, and you find yourself asking him to be gentler.

2p!Russia/Ion Braginsky: Ion’s been through a lot, so he constantly feels tired and overworked, but he would only give in and ask for a massage from you when it’s gotten really bad. Giving him a massage is one of the few ways he can truly relax, and he will be strangely content for a few days afterward. Ion is rather shy when giving you massages, though he will happily give you one if you ask. Ion will try his best to be gentle, finding the trouble spots in your back and kneading them away quickly.

2p!Canada/James Williams: Since he’s a lot younger than Shui or Ion, James doesn’t really need massages, but he will ask for one when he gets too stressed. Although, he can fall asleep from them, so it’s best to give him one after dinner and whatnot. He’s the least likely to give you a massage out of the three, but it’s worth it. James is at the exact midpoint between gentle and rough, his fingers slowly working away at the knots in your body.

Theater Kid AUs
  • We’re actors and it’s hot backstage so we both have our costumes half off, and it’s dark and we’re both sweaty
  • I’m the prop manager and that sword is not your prop put it back down or I will beat you with it and while you’re hot you can’t flirt your way out of this
  • We were all dancing around to music and the two of us sort of danced with each other, and I think I’ve got a crush.
  • Your parents never come to the plays but mine do and we’re friends so my parents kinda adopted you and cheer for you but I don’t see you as a sibling because I have a crush on you.
  • You said the name of the Scottish Play so I chased you out of the theater until you spun around three times and spat over your shoulder.
  • We have rehearsal after school but the two of us are always fifteen minutes late because we run to Quick Trip do you just want to car pool?
  • We did the Time Warp (Again) and I liked how you pelvic thrusted.
  • I am the freshman that just back talked the upperclassman who is something of a diva and tends to be the star of the show and no I don’t care, you won’t talk to me that way and you start to like me because I’m the only one that doesn’t put up with your theatrics.
  • I have a whole bunch of English homework and I don’t understand Shakespeare you’re a drama kid does this make sense to you? It does? Wait what do you mean that’s a sex joke?
  • It’s the opening night of my first play and I might be sick, but you’re sitting here talking to me, thank you, you’re the only reason I haven’t panicked yet.
  • Someone help me with my wood! NO NOT LIKE THAT I’M MOVING IT TO THE WOOD LOFT!
  • We have to kiss and stage kissing looks weird so we agree to just kiss normally, and wow that kind of feels right.
  • In between scenes we do homework together
  • Warnings: none
  • Masterlist here
  • Request an imagine here

“Y/n, I have news!” My best friend Lily ran up to me and jumped up and down.

I laughed, “What is it?” 

“The marauders are all going to James’s house during Christmas holidays and they’re having a party and they want us to come!” 

“Well, of course they want us to come, they love us!” I giggled and we excitedly ran to our rooms to pack for the holidays.

“Y/N, Y/N, WE’RE GOING TO BE LATE!” Lily burst into my room, all decked out in a Christmassy dress. I put the last finishing touches of makeup onto my face and checked myself in the mirror. 

“Do you think I look alright?” 

“Of course you do! Now come on!” I was forcibly dragged from my room and out into the cold air to the party.

At the party

“Lily! Y/n! Come on in!” James opened his door and a gush of warm air whooshed out and wrapped me up. I stepped into the house, shivering, and while James was kissing Lily, Sirius came up to me and hugged me tight, like we hadn’t seen each other in three years.

“Sirius! It’s only been two days since school got out!” I laughed and wiggled out from under his grip. 

“I know, but I still missed you.” He smiled and me and led me to the next room, where music was playing and the rest of the guests were hanging out. 

I was having fun, mingling with everyone else and talking, when I was suddenly pulled aside by Sirius.

He took my hand and sat me down on a couch, and sat on the armrest right next to me. 

“So, y/n, I’ve been meaning to ask you something…” Sirius’s tone of voice suddenly quieted and his eyes searched me face. I matched my voice level to his and replied, “What did you want to ask me, Sirius?” 

I was very aware of Sirius’s arm slowly making its way around me, and my breath grew a little quicker. 

Sirius’s face gradually inched towards mine, and his warm breath brushed against my nose. 

“Sirius, what are you–” 

Before I could finish my sentence, Sirius’s lips pressed against my lips and I froze in surprise at first, but then I felt something click between us and I started kissed him back. Sirius hand brushed up against my head and brought us even closer than we already were. All the music around us became muffled as Sirius drew out the kiss. I was suddenly aware of eyes that might be turning towards us, and I broke the kiss. 

We looked at each other and I let out a happy sigh. Running my hand down his sweater, I turned my eyes downwards with sudden nerves. 

“That wasn’t a question.” I laughed breathily and traced the outlining of Sirius’s button. 

He laughed and stroked my hair. “Oh right, about that.” I smiled and looked back up at him, waiting. “Y/n, do you want to be my girlfriend?” 

I threw my arms around Sirius and kissed his cheek, and he kissed me back. 

“Of course, Sirius!”

Sirius’s hair brushed up against my neck, making me shiver and he laughed. “Merry Christmas eve, y/n.”

A vast radiant beach in a cool jeweled moon
Couples naked race down by it’s quiet side
And we laugh like soft, mad children
Smug in the wooly cotton brains of infancy
The music and voices are all around us.
—  Jim Morrison, The Doors (Ghost Ship)

it begins

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and magical beasts

to goblins, to ghosts 

and to magical feasts