nowhere we can hide

Masterlist of Memes

Symbols

  • ☹ My muse is visiting your muse on their death bed
  • ♫ A drabble about our muses inspired by the next song that comes on shuffle
  • ☻ A drabble of our muses on their wedding day
  • ☺ my muse trying to piss yours off
  • ت our muses running into each other after not seeing each other for several years
  • ヅ for a situation that got both our muses arrested
  • シ my muse walks in on your naked
  • Ü your muse walks in on my muse naked
  • ϡ a goodbye letter from my muse to yours
  • ♥ you muse suprises my muse with a kiss
  • ۵ my muse kisses yours to shut them up
  • ღ a forehead kiss from my muse
  • 웃 my muse torturing yours for information
  • 유 my muse trying to seduce information from your muse
  • ♈ a holiday drabble featuring our muses
  • ♉ our muses are together when they get ambushed
  • ≑ my muse wakes up in your muse’s body
  • ?  my muse will ask your muse a question they always wanted to ask
  • + my muse has died and your muse is included in their will
  • ◈ my muse’s reaction to finding your muse beaten and bruised 
  • ♊ my muse will do something stupid to impress your muse
  • ✃ your muse visiting mine in the psych ward
  • ♋ my muse visiting yours in the psych ward
  • ❅ my muse rescues yours
  • ✪ my muse seeing the ghost of your muse
  • ● my muse’s turn offs
  • ○ my muse’s turn ons
  • △ our muse’s get in a playful wrestling match
  • ⍢ my muse gives yours a hickey
  • ✧ our muses having dinner together
  • ☎ my muse drunk dials your muse
  • ✈ our muses on a flight together
  • ☼ my muse giving yours a massage
  • ♡ my muse flirts with your mue
  • ☣ your muse visiting my muse in prison
  • ♌ your muse visiting mine in prison
  • X my muse doesn’t remember anything from the night before. They have blood on their hands, and your muse is beaten at their feet.
  • ☁ our muses are trapped in a fire together
  • 〰 our muses are at the beach together
  • ❢ my muse has lost their memory, and at the sight of your muse starts to remember things
  • ✑ my muses daily routine
  • ❂ a new years eve memory from my muse
  • ✬ our muses share a new years eve kiss
  • ✆ your muses name, ringtone, and icon in the muse’s phone
  • ◙ a christmas gift from my muse
  • ♍ a sexual story from my muse
  • ₩ our muses are caught in a thunder storm together
  • ❊  a regret my muse has about your muse
  • ♎ your muse tracing one of my muse’s scars
  • ♏ my muse tracing a scar of your muse’s
  • ♐ my muse hearing your muse scream
  • ♑ our muses go out for coffee together
  • ♒ my muse visit’s your muse’s grave
  • ♓ my muse injures your muse
  • ✄ your muse injures my muse
  • ☩ a dream my muse has about your muse
  • ☨ my muse searching for your muse
  • ☦ my muse trying to cheer up your muse
  • ✞ my muse taking care of a your muse while their sick
  • ✛ my muse trying to calm your muse down
  • ✜ my muse trying to get your muse to recover from amnesia
  • ✝ a confession from my muse to yours
  • ✙ our muses shopping together
  • ✠ our muses watching the stars together
  • « a past memory with our muses
  • » a daydream my muse has about yours
  • ✐ a mistletoe kiss
  • ✎ our muses going to a costume ball together
  • ✏ our muses are evil and out reaking havoc together
  • ♔ a kiss on the cheek
  • ♕ a kiss on the palms
  • ♖ a kiss on the back of the hand
  • ♗ a kiss on the nose
  • ♘ a kiss on the eyelids
  • ♙ a kiss on a bruise

Sentence Memes

  • “You belong to me”
  • “I found you”
  • “I’m in jail”
  • “You make me so hot”
  • “I have to leave”
  • “Please don’t leave”
  • “And what about our parents?”
  • “Who did this to you?”
  • “You shouldn’t have done that”
  • “What happened last night”
  • “We never tell anyone about this”
  • “So, you want to play games?”
  • “Does that require pants?”
  • “Lets just have a lazy day”
  • “Then go kill the bitch”
  • “I’m pregnant”
  • “You broke me”
  • “Don’t touch me”
  • “You can’t fix this”
  • “There’s nowhere we can hide”
  • “I’m not listening”
  • “Who do you think you are?”
  • “I don’t need you here.”
  • “Did I fall asleep?”
  • “A little evil goes a long, long way.”
  • “I will not die.”
  • “I don’t care.”
  • “I have no regrets.”
  • “I feel numb.”
  • “All monsters are human.”
  • “You look beautiful, but you don’t look fine.”
  • “You look beautiful, but you don’t look fine."”
  • "How many time have I told you to be more careful?”
  • “Let’s get you to bed.”
  • “I can’t even look at you, you promised not to get into any more fights!”
  • “Are you crazy?”
  • "Do you trust me?”
  • “How did you escape?”
  • “Is that blood behind your ear?”
  • “Take. This. Off. ”
  • “What’s in it for me?”
  • “What’s in it for you?”

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Imagine Dragons  {Sentence Starters}

  • “Don’t weep for me.”
  • “I’m not a selfless man.”
  • “Welcome to the new age.”
  • “This is it, the apocalypse.”
  • “It’s a revolution, I suppose.”
  • “It’s not as bad as it seems.”
  • “It’s where my demons hide.”
  • “There’s nowhere we can hide.”
  • “I don’t ever wanna let you down.”
  • “This road never looked so lonely.”
  • “My age has never made me wise.”
  • “Here we are. Don’t turn away, now.”
  • “Don’t get too close. It’s dark inside.”
  • “Been dreaming of this since a child.”
  • “I wanna hide the truth. I wanna shelter you.”
  • “You’ve got a tendency to bring a man down.”
  • “Don’t wanna let you down, but I am hell bound.”
  • “We are the warriors that built this town from dust.“
  • “I can’t escape this now, unless you show me how.”
  • “Turn your head for one second… and the tables turn.”
  • “Though this is all for you, don’t wanna hide the truth.”
  • “I get mine and make no excuses; waste of precious breath.”
  • “So this is what you meant when you said that you were spent.”
  • “If you love somebody, better tell them while they’re here…“
  • “You’d lay awake at night and scheme of all the things that you would change, but it was just a dream!”
He’s Our Friend

You run, hearing your chair clatter to the ground. Darkiplier’s words echo in your mind, called from the table, but loud and clear still.

“There’s nowhere you can hide from me now. You made your choice. We are going to be together.

Forever.”

Blindly sprinting, you skid round a corner and slip. Strong hands catch you before you can hit the pavement, and heave you back to your feet. You try to continue, but a familiar voice stops you.

“Where are you going in such a jim-dandy rush there, friend?”

You look into the Wilford’s eyes, for once too relieved to see him to notice the madness that dashes across them. “Oh, thank god. Wil, you’ve got to help me. We have to get away from here. Now!”

“What?!” Wilford draws his magnum, placing his hand on your shoulder and looking past you. “Is there a villain nearby that needs the ol’ Warfstache treatment?”

“No, no, you don’t understand.” You cry, grasping his upper arms, and stilling him in front of you. “We have to go, you can’t face him, Dark’s too strong now.”

“Damien! Well, why didn’t you say so?” Wilford steps past you to peer around the corner, seeking eagerly for any sign of Dark.

“What are you doing?!” you hiss, as you pull on the back of Wilford’s suspenders, dragging him back around the corner. You turn him to face you, trying to communicate seriousness through your panic. “Mark’s dead. We were on a date. But, then, Dark was there. They were fighting. Dark made me shoot him. It’s not what I wanted, but I knew I had to stop them, and they were the same, and I thought I was right!” Wilford seems to really see you for the first time, looking intently into your eyes as you try to slow your hysterical breathing. “He’s dead?” Wilford asks, a faint waver in his voice betraying the calm on his face.

“Of course he’s not dead.” A smooth voice sounds from behind you. You spin, and the world seems to dim a little in the face of Dark’s presence. “You didn’t die at the Manor – why would he die from a little bullet?”

Wilford laughs loudly from behind you. “Damien, you bounder! Stealing this one from their date! Can’t blame you too much, though.” He winks playfully at you, and you start shaking.

“Wil, no, please, you can’t leave me with him!”

Wil frowns at you, concerned by your tone but confused. “Damien’s our friend. He’s your friend, isn’t he? A sharp dresser, perhaps a little boring, but good enough, eh? Why are you so afraid?”

“Don’t worry, Wil. Just a little first date nerves, I’m sure.” Dark places a possessive hand on your shoulder, and you involuntarily lean back against him. “Nothing that a little alone time won’t fix.”

You try desperately to fight the feelings of contentment that roll across your body at Dark’s touch. His pull is strong, and resisting it drains the last of your energy. Red outlines spring up around everything in front of you, though oddly enough Wilford’s outline is pink.

“Make sure you take good care of them, Damien. You know how important they are to all of us.” Wil instructs, still looking a little unsure as you channel the last of your strength into Wilford’s eyes.

“Oh, I know that perfectly well. You’ll be seeing plenty more of this one.” Dark assures him, leading you away, gently but firmly.

“Capital! It would be absolutely roguish to lose another companion.”

The desperate note of hope in Wil’s voice follows you as the darkness closes in around you.

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Based on this post from @unpopular-ship-queen

Since I’ve ended up writing more, this is now Part 1 of the Dark Chocolate series.

Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6

The following is an excerpt from Kaitlin Roig’s book, Choosing Hope, describing the moment Adam Lanza entered Sandy Hook Elementary School on December 14, 2012. She was the first grade teacher in classroom 12, the one adjacent to Victoria Soto’s:

“First comes the initial blast of gunfire, then the sounds of shattering glass. The hair on my arms stands up. I know right away what I am hearing. Columbine is happening in the place we called Pleasantville. How can it be? Someone with a weapon is shooting their way into our perfect school. My classroom is the first one in the building. We are in grave danger, I think, sitting targets. I jump up, run to the door, pull it closed, and switch off the lights. Thank God for the piece of dark blue construction paper I taped to the door window months ago in preparation for a lockdown drill and forgot to take down. I can’t lock the door. My keys are clear across the room, on top of my desk, and there’s no time to fetch them. For what? A locked door is no match for a magazine of bullets. If we’re going to live, we have to find a hiding place. Fast. I look around the classroom. My students don’t seem to understand what is happening. One, the little girl I call our fashionista, because she wears things like leopard prints and leggings, stands there smiling. I can’t tell if she is somehow oblivious to the sounds or scared frozen. The windows don’t open wide enough for a first-grader to climb through, and who knows what or who is waiting outside? Evil is coming for us and there’s nowhere to go.

Where can we hide? Where can we hide? There’s only one place. The bathroom - a tiny, tiny first grade-sized lavatory with only a toilet and a toilet-paper dispenser inside. Its dimensions are about the size of two first-grade desks pushed together. Maybe three feet by four feet. There is so little space that the sink is on the outside, in the classroom. I have never even been inside of the bathroom before. An adult wouldn’t fit comfortably. How in God’s name will I get sixteen of us in there? It is our only chance. The impossible will have to become possible.

Everything is happening so quickly. We are under siege. I turn to my students, who look up at me with pleading eyes. ‘Into the bathroom! Now!’ I say.

At first they protest. ‘In there?’ ‘How?’ ‘Why?’ ‘What do you mean, Miss Roig?’

‘Bathroom! Now!’ I say, repeating myself. They understand that the teacher means business. I rush them toward the back of the classroom. Shots are being fired outside our classroom door. There’s no time. ‘Hurry!’ I say, pushing them into the tiny space with the toilet in the center. ‘Hurry!’ But I know that no matter how quickly my students respond, it will still take two or three minutes to get everyone inside, minutes I feel sure we don’t have.

We all push into the bathroom, and when there isn’t a millimeter of space left, I begin lifting my students and piling them inside. I place one student, then two, then three on top of the toilet and hoist up my littlest girl and sit her on the toilet-paper dispenser. We are all crushed together with not even enough room left to take a deep breath. I reach out to pull the door closed, but the door isn’t there. Oh my God. In my rush to try to save us, I didn’t even notice. The door opens into the bathroom. We are blocking it with our bodies. I feel myself beginning to panic. Here we are, stuffed into a room, with a madman bearing down on us, and the door that is supposed to hide us is obstructed by us and can’t close.

My heart pounds against my chest, but I cannot afford to lose my composure, not if we are to have a chance of getting out of this alive. First-graders model their teacher’s behavior. If I panic, they’ll all panic, and we’ll be dead. One by one, I pick up the students who are blocking the door and move each one behind it until I am finally able to push it closed. But just before I do, I reach outside for a large storage cabinet on wheels that is nearby and pull it as close as I can to the front of the bathroom door, hoping that maybe it will conceal the door. ‘Now,’ I say, ‘We have to be absolutely quiet. We can’t say a word.’ I can’t help but wonder if, by trapping us in the bathroom, I have just sentenced us to certain death. What if the shooter realizes that the storage cabinet is a ruse and shoots right through it?

Someone shouts, ‘Shooter! Stay put!’ Is that our principal? The school nurse? Another teacher? The sounds are too muffled to tell. Then, ear-splitting, rapid-fire shots, like a machine gun - di-di-di-di-di-di-di-di-di-di-di-di - over and over and over. We hear pleading. My students stay perfectly quiet. First-graders are black -and white. They understand that someone very bad is searching for us and in order for us not to be discovered they stay perfectly quiet. In our silence, we hear voices, although whose is unclear. They are muffed voices. People are pleading for their lives. ‘No!’ Please, no! Please! No!’ If my students are to keep even relatively calm, they must not know that my insides are shaking and I’m sure we are all about to die. It’s a very difficult thing, putting on a cool front in the midst of what I know is life and death. With the inescapable sounds of carnage happening all around us, my little ones are feeling desperate. ‘What is happening?’ one of them whispers. My fashionista begins to cry. I cup her face in my hands and look into her teary eyes. ‘We’re going to be okay,’ I promise. I never make promises I can’t keep, especially not to children, but this is a matter of life and death. The boy who straddles the top of the toilet is shaking so hard that he accidentally flushes. Once, then again. We all hold our breath. Shhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Did the shooter hear? I look at the boy and his face says it all. I’m scared and I’m sorry and I don’t know what to do. ‘Miss Roig, I don’t want to die today,’ one of my students whispers. ‘I just want my mom,’ another one says, fighting tears. ‘I don’t want to die before Christmas,’ says my student who has been talking about the holiday for months. We are squeezed together like fingers in a tight fist. My kids want out of this sweltering, sealed-up box we’re in. ‘I’ll lead the way!’ one of the boys whispers. ‘I know karate,’ says another boy. Hadn’t it been only moments ago that he told us the story of finding a dollar under his pillow for his two front teeth? ‘No,’ I say gently. ‘There are bad guys out there and we need to wait for the good guys to come.’ I can’t bear to think that their last moments will be spent this way: in fear. I must reassure them, even though I don’t believe my own words. ‘It’s going to be okay. We’re going to be okay,’ I say. Then, because I believe that death is imminent and I want to do whatever I can to make them feel safe, I tell them how much they have meant to me. ‘I need you to know that I love you all very much,’ I say. In comforting them, I have also brought comfort to myself. ‘Anyone who believes in the power of prayer needs to pray right now,’ I say, ‘and anyone who does not needs to think really happy thoughts.’ I put my hands together and start to pray. The kids are too crammed together to move their arms, but most of them close their eyes and I assume they are following my instruction. The shooting continues. Now I am prepared to die.”

3

“I wanna hide the truth
I wanna shelter you
But with the beast inside
There’s nowhere we can hide”

Made some Damien/Darkiplier lock screens with lyrics from “Demons” by Imagine Dragons because to me that’s a very Darkiplier song… the first one is basic black/white, the middle has a pop of color, and the last one has a bit of a sparkly filter over it because I couldn’t help myself :3

Let me know if you save/use, or if you have any more ideas/requests for lock screens in general :D

Sad Lyric Starters!

“Sometimes when I close my eyes, I pretend I’m alright.”

“I would take a whisper if that’s all you had to give.”

“You could come and save me and try to chase the crazy right out of my head.”

“I just wanna feel alive ande get to see your face again.” 

“Can the lonely take the place of you?”

“Now there’s only me and the lonely.” 

“This house no longer feels like home.”

“You still owe me a reason.”

“When you told me you’d leave, I felt like I couldn’t breathe.”

“I should’ve known better, now it hurts much more.”

“All my friends always lie to me!”

“You make me wanna scream at the top of my lungs!”

“It hurts, but I won’t fight you.”

“Sell your soul, not your whole self.”

“If you leave me then I’ll be afraid of everything.”

“You build me up and then I fall apart.”

“I’m only human.” 

“I can take so much, until I’ve enough.”

“If that’s what you ask, I’ll give you all I am.”

“Your bottles’ almost empty, you know this can’t go on.”

“It’s all over for you.”

“You do this all in vain.”

“It gets under my skin to see you giving in!”

“I thought you were beside me, but I reached and you were gone.”

“I hear you crying softly for the way it was before.”

“Are you alone, are you afraid?”

“Why did you go when I had to stay?”

“Will I see you again?”

“You tell me to hold on, but innocence is gone.” 

“I wanted to hide the truth, I wanted to shelter you.” 

“There’s nowhere we can hide.”

“Don’t get too close.”

When the days are cold 

And the cards all fold

And the saints we see

Are all made of gold

When your dreams all fail 

And the ones we hail

Are the worst of all

And the blood’s run stale

I want to hide the truth 

I want to shelter you 

But with the beast inside

There’s nowhere we can hide

When you feel my heat

Look into my eyes

It’s where my demons hide

It’s where my demons hide

Don’t get too close

It’s dark inside

It’s where my demons hide

It’s where my demons hide

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~X-Men~
~Demons-Imagine Dragons~

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Bobby, Remy, Kurt, Emma, Raven, Erik, Yuriko, Charles, Hank, Logan, Scott, Azazel, Warren,Anna Marie, Wade, Victor, Jean

                                                     a.k.a.

Iceman, Gambit, Nightcrawler, White Queen, Mystique, Magneto, Lady Deathstrike, Professor X, Beast, Wolverine, Cyclops, Azazel, Angel, Rogue, Deadpool, Sabretooth, Phoenix

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-Akeno-chan

I wasn’t going to say anything about this whole matter because I’m actually quite chill but my friend got really upset about this and that upsets me.

So let me say something. HIDE DID NOT RAT ON INU AND MC’S PLAN TO MITSUHIDE. The three of them were being noisy and a retainer came and found MC in inuchiyo’s room and this leads to the three of them being called to Mitsuhide’s present to explain themselves because it is not very acceptable at that time for a woman to be in a man’s chamber that late night. Hide was there but even if he wasn’t? MC still has to explain herself to Mitshide. And it was also Mitsuhide who sent them to Nobunaga to get their permission. I hope it’s clear. I couldn’t begin to explain how going with two men is more okay than one man but that’s just how the route goes and how Voltage writes it, okay?

another thing, THIS IS NOT INUCHIYO’S ROUTE. So Hideyoshi isn’t really cockblocking anyone. It is as much his route as it is Inuchiyo’s. If you go on to Inuchiyo’s route, he would stop this so called “cockblocking”. And if that’s really your complaint, then you would see that even when you chose Hideyoshi, you would still see a lot of Inuchiyo (MC being worried for him, him taking MC to bed when drunk, etc and this is IN HIDE’S ROUTE). It is how Voltage do these two. Voltage likes to play the whole love triangle on Inuchiyo and Hideyoshi. If you can’t stomach it? Then it’s your problem but don’t spread poison.

And the whole onsen thing. Nowhere in the ES can we see MC and Hide bathing together. The onsen is separate. An excerpt from the ES,

I leave Lord Hideyoshi to go to the women’s side of the onsen, and let it take the exhaustion o the day away.

They didn’t bathe together. Nor was he suggesting that they bathe together. He was suggesting that MC and him walk together to the onsen to enjoy it as it was what she came for in the first place. People have different ways to handle with conflict, some run after then some wait and give time to cool down. Hide is the later. And maybe all of you are like “Hide should have make MC run after Inuchiyo”. But please keep this in mind, this is not Inuchiyo’s route. This is also Hideyoshi’s route and if you’re accustomed to him being a support character then I’m sorry but this is not a story where he is one. He is not the priest here or the healer here. He’s not.


The whole situation and the conflict that exploded around it in tumblr fandom is a result of a subjective view on Hide’s charcter despite what the story really presents. This is something that we call a Bandwagon Effect mixed with the Snowball Effect. One person sprouts the idea that Hide is a questionable character (in this case, a fuckboy), this happened quite some time ago because of a mistranslation that has been proved otherwise by daeva-agas. It’s this one sentence that started it and yet when given the prove that it isn’t like that after all, nobody said anything. Nobody said “Oh he isn’t like that after all”. As time goes though, this thing got bigger and bigger and its impact graver and graver towards Hideyoshi’s character. A lot of the people in the fandom (most of which I found out haven’t done Hide’s main route after all and so doesn’t have quite the grasp of his character, eg. that event being their first encounter with Hide as a love interest and not a support character) have been given a preconceived idea that he is of questionable character. So when someone posted again, that is he one, of course, everyone jumped on the bandwagon, still wearing the grime-covered glasses that he is “sleazy”.

It’s like, when you see a hoax “news” or “facts” on tumblr with a million notes and when you read it, you, have not a speck of knowledge about this matter of course said, “why yes, it must be true, look at the notes, look at the OP, they’re popular tumblr user”. But then later, you found out that it isn’t. It’s the same thing.

You’re seeing this subjectively; through preconceived ideas and bias that you have for Hide instead of objectively as the story is presented.

Anyway, I’m going end this with saying that this is all cognitive bias, a deviation from the truth in particular situations that is caused by our attentional and belief bias. We all want to hate on something or someone, it makes life easier to direct all these negative energy to just one thing in particular. It’s a very common behavior that’s found in a lot human being, no need to deny it or feel ashamed of it. People like to hate, and what’s easier than to hate on an unpopular character, right?

sentence prompts ➝ imagine dragons
  • ❝Don’t look back.❞
  • ❝Look into my eyes.❞
  • ❝I am hellbound.❞
  • ❝Is it my fault?❞
  • ❝Nobody can save me now.❞
  • ❝This is all for you.❞
  • ❝This is it, the apocalypse.❞
  • ❝I can’t escape this now.❞
  • ❝We don’t have a choice to stay.❞
  • ❝I’m on top of the world.❞
  • ❝No one can understand me like you can understand.❞
  • ❝Emptiness is all you know.❞
  • ❝Congratulations you are all alone.❞
  • ❝I can hardly stand myself.❞
  • ❝If you love someone, better tell them while they’re here.❞
  • ❝I’m never changing who I am.❞
  • ❝My age has never made me wise.❞
  • ❝So, this is what you meant.❞
  • ❝I’ll let you know that all this time I’ve been afraid.❞
  • ❝You don’t have to make it right.❞
  • ❝What was right is wrong.❞
  • ❝Nothing can fill your shadow cause you are all I am.❞
  • ❝I was never welcome here.❞
  • ❝Innocence is gone.❞
  • ❝I’m sorry for everything.❞
  • ❝Searching to find myself but all I find is you.❞
  • ❝Nothing really matters in the end.❞
  • ❝You don’t have to hold your head up high.❞
  • ❝There’s nowhere we can hide.❞
  • ❝I’m not gonna let you change my mind.❞
  • ❝This is just my luck.❞
  • ❝I broke some rocks right through your window.❞
  • ❝I’m wishing I had what I’d taken for granted.❞
  • ❝I won’t run away this time.❞
  • ❝Love is a game to you.❞
  • ❝Would you turn your back on me?❞
  • ❝I’m bleeding out for you, for you.❞
  • ❝Who knows what’s right? The lines keep getting thinner.❞
  • ❝I don’t sleep so well at night.❞
  • ❝Don’t get too close, it’s dark inside.❞
  • ❝It’s time to begin, isn’t it?❞
  • ❝I’ve turned into a monster.❞
  • ❝Don’t tell me that I’m wrong.❞
  • ❝I’m a reckless mistake.❞
  • ❝Don’t throw stones at me.❞
  • ❝I shot a hole through everything I loved.❞
  • ❝Stay with me, please.❞
  • ❝Oh, quiet down. I’ve had enough.❞
  • ❝How did it come to this?❞
  • ❝I’m dying to feel again. Oh, anything at all.❞
  • ❝I know that I did you wrong.❞
  • ❝You can leave, now it’s your choice.❞
  • ❝Show me what this life is for.❞
  • ❝The blood’s run stale.❞
  • ❝Life isn’t always what you think it’d be.❞
  • ❝The kiss of death will have to wait.❞
  • ❝I wanted your truth, but I wanted the pain to disappear.❞
  • ❝You can have it all but life keeps moving.❞
  • ❝I say it’s up to fate.❞
  • ❝Maybe you could save my soul.❞
  • ❝I’m trying not to face what I’ve done.❞
  • ❝But i’ll take your word. Cause after all, you’ve never lied.❞
  • ❝Come with me and we will run away.❞
  • ❝Just when I thought I was clear of the mistakes.❞
  • ❝If I seem dangerous, would you be scared?❞
  • ❝We still are made of greed.❞
  • ❝There’s always time to change your mind.❞
  • ❝Trust me when I say that I’ll make it up to you somehow.❞
  • ❝I’ve traveled all this way for something.❞
  • ❝Your eyes, they shine so bright.❞
  • ❝Nothing is forgiven unless you want it to be.❞
  • ❝I’m only gonna do you wrong.❞
  • ❝You’re all I know.❞
  • ❝We are apart of the same play.❞
  • ❝I’ve never seen this side of you.❞
  • ❝I don’t ever wanna let you down.❞
  • ❝Welcome to the new age.❞
  • ❝These days, you tend to lie.❞
  • ❝I know it’s hard when you’re falling down.❞
  • ❝This road never looked so lonely.❞
  • ❝I feel it in my bones.❞
  • ❝I’m waking up to ash and dust.❞
  • ❝This city never sleeps at night.❞
  • ❝It’s not me you’ll save cause I’m a lost cause.❞
  • ❝I never said that I want this, this burden came to me.❞
  • ❝All the emptiness inside of you is hard enough to fill.❞
  • ❝I wanna hide the truth. I wanna shelter you.❞
Demons (Destiel)

Written as part of @wordstothewisereaders ’s 300 follower writing challenge.

Song is Demons by imagine dragons.

Warnings:angst, drug use, major character death, swearing (is swearing a warning who knows)

Dean has a crush on Cas.

It’s pretty obvious, too. Sam can’t count the number of times he’s seen Dean try to flirt with the angel, or said something a little too suspicious. Also, there’s the fact that Dean had declared his love for Cas openly to Sam when he had gotten drunk the month before in a motel room.

And he’s sick of it. Sick of feeling like Dean’s automatic wingman whenever they’re around Cas, sick of having to sit there in the thick aura of sexual tension while Dean and Cas stare each other down in the intense and overly-gay way that they do.

So, when Dean started writing songs about a “man with blue eyes”, he started to feel relief because at least Dean wasn’t letting it go completely unspoken, for a change.

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❝ This is it, the apocalypse. ❞
❝ It’s a revolution, I suppose. ❞
❝ I wanna hide the truth, I wanna shelter you. ❞
❝ But with the beast inside, there’s nowhere we can hide.❞
❝ No matter what we breed, we still are made of greed. ❞
❝ It’s where my demons hide. ❞
❝ When the lights fade out, all the sinners crawl. ❞
❝ Don’t get too close, it’s dark inside. ❞
❝ I bare my skin and I count my sins.❞
❝ I’m bleeding out for you. ❞
❝ I will reach inside just to find my heart is beating. ❞
❝ Innocence is gone and what was right is wrong. ❞
❝ With the darkness fed I will be your scarecrow. ❞
❝ If you love somebody, better tell them while they’re here.❞
❝ You can have it all but life keeps moving. ❞
❝ I’ve been waiting to smile, been holding it in for a while. ❞
❝ I’m on top of the world. ❞
❝ I know I took the path that you would never want for me. ❞
❝ So many sleepless nights where you were waiting up on me. ❞
❝ Now remember when I told you that’s the last you’ll see of me. ❞
❝ I bet my life on you. ❞
❝ Kinda thought it was a mystery and then I thought I wasn’t meant to be. ❞
❝ Congratulations, you are all alone. ❞
❝ Nobody can save me now. ❞
❝ It’s do or die. ❞
❝ Fear is ever-changing and evolving and I have been poisoned inside. ❞
❝ We never quite thought we could lose it all. ❞
❝ You close your eyes and the glory fades. ❞
❝ We’d rather die than do it your way. ❞
❝ All the noise of this has made me lose my belief. ❞
❝ I’m going back to my roots. ❞

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With the beast inside
There’s nowhere we can hide