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WHO WANTS MORE ARVELIA OH IT’S ME AND I WROTE THIS YEARS AGO AND IT’S HERE AND IMMA CRY

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“We agreed!”  The chief shouts from the main doorway of the forge and Eret snarls, pulling himself up to his full height and inflating.  He’s bigger than the chief, not by much, but it’s there and Arvid wonders if either of them has noticed it yet.  

“You declared, we never agreed,” Eret roars, louder than Arvid has ever heard him and Aurelia steps forward towards the shouting match like someone cued her.  

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Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.