so i just had to put the lyrics on it


「天ノ弱」~Heaven’s Weakness (A Pining!Langst Animatic)

Music & Lyrics: 164 (sm14583646)
Cover: Shinshakaijin & Wing (sm18605852)
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(TW: some scenes may be seen as pseudo injury/bleeding. Also, angst.)

It’s my first time to try making an animatic, and behold it ends up being (k)langst. Wing’s piano cover of this song always destroys me whenever I hear it, and to me it’s one of the ultimate heartwrenching songs. I wish I had the time and skill to put the translated lyrics on the video as well because they make me just (つ﹏<)・゚。 (The VLD and Klance angst weeks are still days away but look at what I’m doing…speaking of Klangst week do they accept entries for day 1 this early?)

I will greatly appreciate any constructive comments or feedback! (I’m still a beginner so I know there’s a lot of mistakes and ahskdsd things I’m so sorry I will now go to a corner and mull over my life choices.)

when you’re listening to “Hello Stranger” by Barbara Lewis and just remember how Kevin had Chiron listen to it knowing that it reminded him of him with lyrics like “Please don’t tease me Like you did before Because I still love you so” and just wondering how both of those characters felt in that moment and how its just genuinely one of the best/most romantic scenes in any media and its coming from this lovely gay, black couple

Oh yeah!! Updating my header for Halloween. OuO Originally it was just Edgewoth dressed as Thomas Jefferson just bc of the similarities in the costume, but at the end of the day there seemed hardly any difference from his normal outfit that I had to throw in Nick and Maya costumed-up in there as well.

The Hamilton cosplay was probably Maya’s idea, so they’d appear ‘hip’ and ‘cool’ to the younger generation. Edgeworth’s putting his foot down when it comes to actually learning the lyrics, tho.

Going Through

Characters: Y/N (reader), Misha Collins, Legend Collins (omc), Jared Padalecki, Jensen Ackles.

Pairing: Misha x Wife!Reader

Warnings: Part time long distance marriage, Politics, Disaster Election, Misha’s big heart (yes that is a warning!)   

Wordcount: 1400ish

A/N: I was having a Misha crisis and I had no ideas what I should write for him so I put out a call. @ellen-reincarnated1967 send me a few songs. One of them were O.A.R - I Go Through which inspired this fic for me so thank you so much Andi.

I didn’t stay completely true to the lyrics but I use it to set the tone of the fic and some of the lyrics are incorporated into it as well if you pay close attention.

Thanks to the my amazing sweet lil sis @mysupernaturalfics for betaing this for me.

Sometimes you wondered if your husband knew just how much you admired him. You had felt his love for you on your first date. You had never doubted that love since, nor had yours for him ever wavered. He was your world and he found new ways every day to show you, you were his. You did however doubt if he saw all the things you saw in him. All the things that not only made you love him, they made you admire him and be proud you were his wife.

It wasn’t just one thing that impressed you. It was all that he was and how he thought your son do threat others the way he would want them to treat him. Misha was the most caring and loving man you had ever met. He truly wanted to make the world a better place. None of the things he preached were just lines to him. He cared for everyone around them no matter what their circumstances were. His compassion for others shone through in everything he did. He cared deeply for every person around him, no matter if it was someone he knew or not. He cared so much that when the election, you had feared for month came and went and your candidate didn’t win it almost broke him.

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So surprisingly enough i wasn’t too sure to watch this movie, it just didn’t caught my attention but my mom really wanted to watched it and OMG was i really impressed, i love it!! I really identify with Buster and i can really identify with the song “I’m Still Standing” so i had to do something to put both things together (plus i really think that perhaps Buster could relate to the lyrics of the song too.

Better Man is sad. It isn’t a love song. It’s a song about losing the one person that you thought you’d never lose. It’s about being pushed away even though you’re holding on so tight. It’s about knowing when it’s time to walk away and not hold on any longer. 

Below, I’ve highlighted parts of the song that stick out to me. I’ve kinda just put context behind certain lines – for the people that either don’t understand them or may be reading them a different way than I am. 

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Mr. Stark said you’d like this (Peter Parker x Reader)

Request: Could you do a (Tom) Peter fic based on the song ‘Tattoed Heart’ by Ariana Grande? I love your blog!

A/N: So I know for some requests you usually put the lyrics in between paragraphs, but I don’t really like doing that and I just used the idea of the song to write an imagine about it. I hope you don’t mind :)

I love the request idea, but for some reason, I hate how this turned out. I hope it is just me and you enjoy it nonetheless. I’m also sorry for how incredibly long it’s taken me to write this -I have had no inspiration. 

‘’I’m going to make it up to you’’ Peter had said the week before, just as he swung off the window during a movie date at his house.
And now there you were, waiting on your couch for him to pick you up, all dolled up.
You heard a knock on the door and got up from the couch, trying not to trip with your heels. You walked to the door, a smile on your face as you opened it and saw Peter in front of you, wearing a suit.
‘’You-you look stunning’’ he said, smiling softly.
‘’I still don’t understand why we have to dress up’’ you told him as you closed the door, chuckling a little. ‘’I’m completely fine with staying home and watching movies.’’
‘’I promised I would make it up to you’’ he said, putting a hand on your lower back and leading you to the car in front of your house. You opened your eyes at the sight of the expensive car, not knowing where Peter got it from. ‘’Mr. Stark lent it to me. He says he ships us’’ he said, chuckling.
You got in and Peter drove silently to a restaurant in the centre of the city. You didn’t really understand what was going on -your dates with Peter tended to be movie dates, a trip to a museum or having dinner at McDonalds.
Getting off of the car and walking into the restaurant, you were taken to a table under Peter’s name. You sat, still in silence, and looked at the menu.
‘’Pete, what’s going on?’’ you asked, voice unsure. ‘’I mean, this is nice, but this doesn’t feel like us.’’
He looked at you, eyes open wide.
‘’I-don’t you like this?’’
‘’I do, but I would prefer to be home cuddling with you, if I’m honest. I don’t really know why you’ve brought me here.’’
He looked at his hands and then back at you, trying to smile.
‘’Mr. Stark-Mr. Stark said you’d like this’’ he started. ‘’I know I have been ditching you a lot lately for superhero stuff, and when I told him he told me to take you somewhere expensive so you wouldn’t break up with me, you know? He said he’d invite us and all.’’
You laughed and put your hand over your mouth, people looking weirdly at you.
‘’Pete, Mr. Stark is a playboy whose girlfriend broke up with him’’ you said when you stopped laughing. ‘’Are you really paying attention to his advice? Besides, I love you for who you are, not for who you try to be. I don’t care about money as long as you love me.’’
‘’I mean… If you put it that way’’ Peter said before bursting out laughing. When he calmed down, he took your hand and smiled at you. ‘’How about we get out of here and get some pizza and have a Netflix marathon?’’
You nodded and walked with him out of the restaurant, eager to get home and put on your pajamas and cuddle your boyfriend.

Oh Marceline
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Oh Marceline

I’m not sure if this has been posted already, but thought I might as well throw it online. When I was working on Season 1 of Adventure Time (2009? 2008?) we had to write a montage song for the episode “Evicted!” while Finn and Jake are looking for a new house. Pen wrote a bunch of lyrics, so I brought them home and fine tuned them and put them to music. I recorded a demo that was too long, so i just digitally sped it up to be the right length (which is the recording above).

It was supposed to sound sort of… lame… like sort of… like a lame singer songwriter guy who’s into Dave Matthews but isn’t nearly as talented. That was, like, a thing in the early 2000s… a lot of people played this certain acoustic guitar style, but I don’t know the name for it. Maybe it has tinges of what was called “Emo”? Or… what does Hoobastank sound like? Uhh, I don’t know. Who cares. I’m old now and I don’t remember anything.

In the end I didn’t want to sing the final version, so Pen did the singing in the show. He did more of a Blink 182 style thing. Blink 182? Is that right?

Paramore Lyrics Sentence Meme
  • “Aren’t you tired of always being mad at the world?”
  • “Don’t you know that we’re all alone now?”
  • “Give me attention, I need it now.”
  • “I had it all but not what I wanted.”
  • “I know you’re leaving in the morning when you wake up. Leave me with some kind of proof it’s not a dream.”
  • “I put my faith in you, so much faith, and then you just threw it away.”
  • “I’ve got a tight grip on reality, but I can’t let go of what’s in front of me here.”
  • “If you thought I’d leave, then you were wrong.”
  • “It’s not a walk in the park to love each other but when our fingers interlock, can’t deny you’re worth it.”
  • “It’s not your fault and if it was I wouldn’t care.”
  • “Keep your feet on the ground when your head’s in the clouds.”
  • “Maybe I know somewhere deep in my soul that love never lasts.”
  • “No one is as lucky as us.”
  • “Open your eyes like I opened mine. It’s only the real world, a life you will never know.”
  • “Second chances they don’t ever matter, people never change.”
  • “Some of us have to grow up sometimes and so if I have to I’m gonna leave you behind.”
  • “Up until now I have sworn to myself that I’m content with loneliness.”
  • “Well, you can ignore it but only for so long.”
  • “Won’t you just admit you don’t care?”
  • “You do your best to show me love, but you don’t know what love is.”
6 Inch: Tom Holland x WOC

Listening to the Lemonade album, Queen Bey is the only reason I’m pumping out so many imagines😩 Based on her song 6 inch, (my inner stripper song). I’m not usually the type of person to put lyrics in my imagines but I’ll make an exception for this one-they’re gonna be out of order though. 

Tom and his friends are at a club and he sees a stunning dancer. 

Originally posted by mrscartersongz

Tom was ready to get drunk and no one could tell him otherwise. The club Calypso had just opened and had already been known for great drinks, great music, and beautiful dancers. Not strippers, dancers. 

Tom had an invite to the opening and brought his friends along. The cameras flashed as he walked in feeling a bit cocky. The bass of the music pumped in his chest and he was greeted by a beautiful employee who had a tray full of shots. He smiled and took the shot back feeling the liquor burn his throat. 

A blonde dancer spotted him and made her way over to him, “Do you want a dance?” She asked, batting her eyes. He grinned and looked at his friends who were hyping him up. “How about you initiate my brothers, it was their birthday yesterday.” He said. “Oh twins?” She smiled and grabbed the boys hands. “We actually have twin dancers.” She lead them to the chairs. “You boys will be alright.” He smiled and patted them on the shoulder. 

Tom was having a good ass time and was dancing the night away. He had attracted some groupies who were flirting madly with him, “I remember seeing you in that movie.” One said. “Really, which one?” He teased. She giggled and flipped her hair back, “Spider-man.”

He grinned and whispered into her ear causing her to blush. The club went dark and suddenly the stage lit up.

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Why a chapter of WtM takes so ridiculously long to write:

I decide that Katniss is going to sing an adorable German children’s song to Peeta, but I’m an enormous nerd and therefore not happy with the immediately accessible English translations (remember when I found out Füchslein means “little vixen”?) so I put the lyrics word-by-word into Google Translate and tweak the English version, debating whether or not I care if it rhymes and if I should tweak it still more to fit Panem/Everlark/etc.

[And yes, I could ask for help from a German speaker on Tumblr, but this feels like one of those things I need to wrestle through on my own, like a tricky riddle or a word problem… :P]

Case in point: “Alle meine Täubchen…

Translation: “All my doves…” 
Me: (whose knowledge of German is limited to growing up Lutheran and singing some art songs and sacred choral pieces in college) Doesn’t “chen” as a suffix usually mean “little”?
*seeks second opinion*
Google Translate: Täubchen = pigeon
Me: Um, no.
*types “translate Täubchen” into the search bar*
Google Search Result: “And Hansel answered: “I’m saying goodbye to my little dove on the roof." 

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Hamilton Fic: What happened in Broadway

Author’s note: heyyyy there!! I’m a new blog here in tumblr and I am very excited to post my first hamilton fic!!! Just a few warnings: some grammar may be bad, the writing itself is not amazing since I’m not a professional writer so please keep that in mind. This fic is an idea I spontaneously had so I don’t know if there’s going to be any pairings, so don’t search for daveed x reader or similars because there’s none (by now, they’ll probably be) It’s just an original idea of mine. So yup! enjoy! (And be kind about it plsss!!!)

Words: 1,654

Prompt: you just got in the Hamilton cast!! Quickly, pack your stuff, you’re starting next week! A dream come true. You’re going to be in the greatest city in the world!

Warnings: none

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Chapter One: Greatest City in the world

I could not believe what just happened.

“You got in!” — my friends cheered loudly. — “You’re going to New York!”

I was going to be a part of Hamilton! My career had just started and I was already at the top. How could this possibly be? How could I be so lucky? I guess all the years of theatre and working hard had been worth it.

I stood froze for what might’ve been a solid 30 seconds.

“(Y/N) (Y/SN)? Are you still there?”

My friends looked at me excitedly and gestured me to come back to reality and answer the phone.

“Y-yeah, I’m sorry. I was just shocked. Um-”
“You are starting next week and we need you to be here by wednesday. We can help you get an apartment in the city. I remind you you principally have a 6 month contract which of course can be extended if you work hard. We’ll send you a message as soon as we can to give you the details of the flight. Congratulations once again.”
“Uh, thanks.”— I managed to say before the person on the other side hung up.

I looked over at my friends once again. I noticed the tears from happiness forming in my eyes, and they started cheering as loud as they could again, hugging me as hard as possible.

This was happening. My dream had come true.

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You Don’t Own Me - Negan x Fem!Reader

Summary: Negan enjoys your little act of defiance towards him.
Rating: E
Author’s Notes: Inspired by this scene from AHS. This is probably one of my favourite fics I’ve written… Probably cause it’s just pure filth, the title and lyrics comes from Lesley Gore’s You Don’t Own Me.
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The red silken material was cool against your skin. So soft and so supple, you’d forgotten how wonderful the feel of quality lingerie could be against your skin. It had been worth the slight danger you’d put yourself in to get a hold of the red babydoll during the last supply run you’d volunteered for.

Every so often, you would try to find items that reminded you of the world before the outbreak, little things that would help you find some kind of normalcy in the new world order. A small collection of CDs, a pair of black patent high heels in your size… Silly little things that gave you so much comfort.

Your hands traced over your exposed skin, a smile growing on your lips as you applied the bright red lipstick in the mirror. A little treat for yourself… And an act of defiance. A giggle left your lips, puckering your lips and pressed your lips against the cool mirror, pulling away to leave a red lip shaped stain.


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Stop Whining (Joshua Fluff)


Hi!! Can you do a Jisoo scenario were he confesses to you?? Super fluffy pleasee!


Sorry for the wait, I’m just so busy with school work. Also sorry for the lack of updates on our blog. Also it’s not necessarily him confessing, but you aren’t either. It’s odd idk, anyways enjoy!

-Admin A

Word Count: 1000+

Genre: Fluff

“Jeonghan.” You whined

“What is it (y/n)?” He was currently going over some of the lyrics Woozi wrote for the new comeback.

“Why is it so hard to get a boyfriend?” Your voice had a slight undertone of a whine.

“Oh, well I mean you never really put yourself out there.” He was calm as he flipped through the pages of lyrics. Somehow he managed to multitask so well. Maybe it had something to do with the fact he is the mom of the group. Or maybe it’s because he is just that gifted.

“But it’s so hard to do that.” Your voice sounded a little whinier this time.

“Stop your whining then if you’re not going to try to get a boyfriend.” He was right. Blatantly honest, but right. You shouldn’t complain about being single if you weren’t going to try to date. In a way you wish you didn’t have to put yourself out there. You wished people would just come to you.

“Thanks Jeonghan.”

“You’re welcome (y/n).” He was intently focused on his work and you didn’t want to bother him much more. Exiting the room, you made sure to close the door quietly, so you wouldn’t break Jeonghan’s trance. It really didn’t matter if you closed it quietly or not, Seungkwan was “singing” with his ever so beautiful voice. Hoshi and Dokyeom were doing some interesting dances. Then all the others were just lying on the floor, being productive as ever. It really seemed like a normal day in the life of Seventeen. Looking around the room you didn’t see Jisoo. You sighed a little. Your real problem was that you thought, no you knew you would never be able to get with your crush. There were so many reasons too. Jisoo was always working, and being an idol didn’t really give you the room to date.

Every time Jisoo smiled you felt flutters in your heart. His laugh just made you smile like a ninny too. To you, he was absolute perfection. No one looked better than him. You couldn’t think of any other person you wanted to date.

“(Y/N)!” Your trance ended as you heard Seungkwan yell.


“Could you call Jisoo? He needs to get here for practice. We’re all waiting for him.”

“Well it doesn’t really look like you guys are actually practicing.”

“This is how we practice! You know this!” You rolled your eyes.

“Alright, I’ll call him.”

Leaving the room, since it was so loud in there, you slowly dialed Jisoo. You oddly felt nervous. You wanted to punch yourself for feeling that way.

“H-hey (y/n).” His voice sounded nervous, but why?

“Hey Jisoo, the boys wanted me to tell you to get to practice, specifically-“ He cut you off.

“Seungkwan, I know. Tell him I’ll be there soon. Thanks (y/n).” He hung up the phone cutting off your goodbye. What was it today; he’s normally so calm and kind. He just seems off. It’s really throwing you off. Why would he act so blunt and in a rush? He must be stressed with all the work he’s doing. Shrugging it off, you reentered the room with the twelve others.

“Where is he?” Hoshi said as he stuffed his mouth with some kind of treat.

“On his way.” You lightly squeezed your phone. As much as you wanted to ignore how Jisoo was acting you couldn’t forget the sound of his voice. He just sounded, so, tense. You watched as Jun and Minghao went over the choreography one more time, before they showed everyone one else it. Jisoo arrived extremely quickly, he must have literally sprinted.

“Gosh Jisoo what took so long?!” Seungkwan spoke.

“I. Ran. Here.” He was still panting. He was slightly bent over as he attempted to catch his breath.

“What matters is that he’s here now.” Seungcheol said, his authority loomed over everyone, they all were chuckling a little bit.

“Anyways, let’s start. Play my music.” The performance unit lined up and began to show everyone the dance. You decided to stay and watch since you had nothing better to do. Watching them practice always led to your entertainment. All of them having their own sense of humor, Seungkwans sassiness being your favorite, led to you being out of breath.

“No Jisoo, like this.” Dino then began to lead him through the movement until he got it.

“Like this?” He then preformed the move. As he spun he looked at you and winked. You felt yourself becoming red. Obviously he was going to tease you. He always did. You covered your face and looked down at your phone, trying to hide your cheeks. As you felt your cheeks go back to normal you looked back up. Staring at Jisoo, you began to daydream. You always ended up daydreaming about him; he was pretty much your ideal type.

You jumped as you felt a tap on your shoulder.

“You’re staring again (y/n).” Jeonghan whispered to you.

“Th-thanks Jeonghan.” Jeonghan was the only one who knew about your crush. He was the only one who really paid attention to you. Well he noticed one day when you and the vocal unit were in the same room. He caught you staring at Jisoo and smiling. He confronted you afterwards, and of course, he was right.

“You know you could always talk to him?” Jeonghan gave you his motherly you know I’m right look.

“I could…” He cut you off.

“But of course you won’t.” You paused; feeling slightly ashamed of yourself.

“Yeah…” He patted your shoulder lovingly, and walked off with the others.

You sighed as you stood up, leaving to go join the others. However before you could walk out you felt something touch your hand. You jumped and yanked your hand away, squealing a little too.

“S-sorry (y/n).”

“It’s fine Jisoo, you just startled me.” He chuckled a little. You began to realize he was in the room the entire time you were talking to Jeonghan.

“Y-you heard my conversation between Jeonghan didn’t you?” You dropped your head, not wanting him to see your embarrassment.

“I did.”

“I didn’t want things to be awkward between us, can you for-“

“(Y/N) you’re cute when you’re embarrassed.” He placed his hand on your shoulder. You looked up and saw him smiling.

“Jisoo.” You whined.

“What? I’m just being honest.” You whined again; feeling yourself become redder by the second.

“Ah, are you always this whiney?” He was teasing you, why was he doing this? That was a dumb question you knew the answer to.

“I like you answer, and you’ve made it clear you like me too.”

“Yeah” You spoke softly.

“No need to be shy (y/n).” He pulled you into an embrace.


“Are you still embarrassed?”

“Yeah.” He laughed.

“How long have you liked me (y/n)?”

“Few months.”

“How many months?” He was so sweet, but such a tease.

“Maybe four…” You mumbled.

“Cute.” You whined. He then kissed you on the forehead.

“You’re so cute…jagi.”

-Admin A

(J U S T Y)

So here it is! Here we are!

I wanted to write a song about how it feels to simply just want to love someone back to health. I wanted to put into words how it feels to simply want to be with someone and make them utterly happy. So happy that they never even think about whatever pain/heartbreak/hurt they’ve had to endure. I wanted to write a song that would make you want to give love one more try. Enjoy and boost the shit out of this LOL.

Also the ultra cute lyrics are in the description. REBLOG THIS AND TAG SOMEONE WHO YOU WANT TO TRY LOVE ONE MORE TIME!<3 

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Let's Talk About Zedd's Coachella Show...

Have I ever.
Been more proud to be a Zedd fan as I am in this moment.

What this man just did goes beyond musical interests. It goes beyond his career. It goes beyond your typicial boundaries.

Ever since I first started listening to Zedd, I knew he was a good person. He always had a big heart and adored helping others. He never really put himself first if it meant he could help someone else get to where they needed to be. Caring for others is just what made him happy.

Tonight, Anton not only brought KESHA out on stage to sing his song “True Colours”, but he moved TO THE SIDE OF THE STAGE so she would be up front and he wouldn’t take away from her performance. Not ONLY that, but he allowed her to change the lyrics from “we’ve escaped our capture, yet we have our masters” to “we’ve escaped our capture, and I have no master.”

He let Kesha, a woman who’s been mentally and sexually abused, who was told she’d have no place in music unless she worked with her abuser, have a chance to get back into what she REALLY LOVED. He gave her the thing she missed the most back. I can only IMAGINE how much that meant to her. After all this terror and heartbreak, she finally was able to get back to where she wanted to be – and Anton was more than ready to give up his space, his show, and his time for her to do it.

I am speechless.

  • James: Come On Evans! Go Out me!
  • Lily: Dearest Potter. Allow me to spell this out for you... I don't want to be a priss, I'm just trying to be polite... But it always seems to bite me in the...
  • [Lily gets right up into his face]
  • Lily: You asked me for my address so you could owl, yeah, you put me on the spot... You think that we should hook up, but I think that we should not...
  • James: But-
  • Lily: [cuts him off] You had me at "Hello", then you opened up your mouth... And that is when it started going south...
  • Sirius: OUCH
  • [James tries to stop her from screaming]
  • Lily: [continues] Get your hands off my hips, before I'll punch you in the lips! Stop your staring at my... [angry] Hey!! Take a hint! take a hint!
  • [Lily leaves]
  • James: [sitting stunned]
  • Sirius: Oh she schooled you.....

anonymous asked:

Hi there! I thought of this scenario of Kakyoin's s/o confessing to him by serenading to him outside his room window of the hotel, only to find out after the song that Polnareff was sharing rooms with Kakyoin and tells the gang about it. How would Kakyoin deal with his s/o being too embarrassed to come out of their room after that?

Ah, sorry for the delay everyone! I hope this’ll suffice, Anon!I admittedly went overboard with it, so if you want me to fix it or make you something else, just put in another request. Enjoy!


  • Tucked into bed and already asleep, he would slowly wake up upon hearing your voice, despite how faint it had been at first. Sitting up against the mattress, he glanced out the window that was thankfully close to his bed. Were you… singing? Listening intently to your lyrics while still looking down at you with a grin, he’d feel his heart swell with glee. So you felt the same way about him after all… If only a certain french crusader hadn’t ruined the moment for both you and him.
    • Polnareff wakes to upon hearing your voice too, but scrambles to his feet before rushing to Kakyoin’s bed. Seeing Polnareff now looking out the window, you freeze up, stopping in the middle of your sweet-sounding confession.
    • “Is that them really singing!? Wow, what talent!”
    • “Polnareff, go back to bed!”
    • “How can I go to sleep now in such a romantic scenario!?”
    • In the midst of Kakyoin’s and Polnareff’s bickering, they hadn’t noticed you dashing off in embarrassment. Now irritated, Kakyoin only turns his back to the window while laying in bed as Polnareff finally moves back to his own bed.
    • “Too bad they left–”
    • “I don’t want to hear another word from you until the morning.”
  • When morning comes however, much to Kakyoin’s annoyance, the first thing he hears is Polnareff telling his recollection of last night as the crew get ready for the day. How melodious your voice sounded, how passionate your singing was… All the while, Joseph would have the most fun in teasing the teen, while Avdol and Jotaro pay only half of their attention to the other crusader’s ramblings.
    • “So, it seems like one of our own has a crush on Kakyoin here. What a guy,” laughs Joseph as he wraps his arm around his shoulders.
    • “I think it’d be best to leave this to them, Mr. Joestar. Surely he doesn’t want it to be brought to our attention like this.”
    • “But if you were there in that very moment, you could tell how tender their feelings were for him– you could see it in their eyes and smile!”
    • “Yare, yare– give it a rest Polnareff.”
    • The whole entire time, Kakyoin is visibly cringing, only wanting to get the hell away from everyone in that moment.
  • Noticing that he hadn’t heard your voice in the mix, he’d realize you weren’t there with them. Escaping Joseph’s grasp in an instant, he’d leave the room, arriving at your hotel room door. He’d knock a few times, timidly putting his ear against the surface of the door. Realistically, he could understand why you hadn’t wanted to come out after a fiasco like that, but were you that terribly hurt by it? Could you be having second thoughts on liking him back? Hearing your footsteps, he’d step away from the door as you only slightly open it, not letting him in. 
    • “Good morning… I guess you’re not happy with how last night turned out either, huh? If you don’t want to let me in, that’s fine, but I think we should talk about what happened.”
  • Although reluctantly, you allow the male inside, making sure to securely close the door behind him. As the two of you sit next to each other on the only bed in the room, there’s a pregnant moment of silence. As he sneaks in glances towards your direction, you hadn’t been staring at anything in particular, too ashamed to even remotely meet his gaze. He’d interrupt the pause with a slight sigh before moving his hand on top of yours.
    • “I’m sorry. I know it must’ve took you a lot of courage to confess to me in such a bold way, but it was unintentional of me to have another person listen in like that. Maybe I should’ve warned you beforehand, but I hope that this hasn’t changed your initial feelings for me. I want you to know that I share your feelings, and I hope we could still muster a relationship out of this.”
  • You can only offer a tired smile as you simply wrap your arms around his torso in a hug. Relaxing in your grip, he appreciates your sentimental gesture before returning your hug with one of his own. Holding each other in the quiet atmosphere of the room, you both flinch upon Polnareff suddenly yell in the hallway, but laugh it off as the others start to chime in on the mayhem.
    • “Oh mon dieu, have you guys’ confessed to each other already!? Are you guys’ a couple yet!?”
    • “Polnareff, we’re gonna get kicked out if you continue this!”
    • “Mr. Joestar, more yelling won’t help it!”
    • “Good grief, I’m leaving until you all gain your senses back!”

- Admin CJ


A/N: Hello Again! I hope whomever is taking time out of their day to read this, is having a fabulous day! I really appreciate you reading my little story, it makes me so hahope you enjoy it! And to my few followers, Thank you! Thank you so much, I love you guys, I hope you enjoy what I put out here, and I sincerely hope you stick around. And for everyone reading, liking, reblogging, or commenting, you are so wonderful and I greatly appreciate it. Anyways, enough of my rambling, as always I hope you enjoy, and all lyrics will be in italics….Oh! And this was inspired by Ed Sheerans song, Perfect off his new album Divide, in case you were wondering ;)
I found a love for me, darling just dive right in and follow my lead…

You and Hercules had met when you were ten and he was twelve. He didn’t really pay much attention to you at first, but as you both grew older he stated to notice you more and more. Then you were sixteen, and he was eighteen, and he couldn’t ignore you any longer….

There you were in the cafeteria sitting with your best friend, Eliza and her sisters, Angelica and Peggy. Now, Hercules knew the Schuyler sisters well, but he knew Angelica the most. He never really looked to where all of you sat, but this day, you kind of brought attention to yourselves.

As you and the Schuyler sisters started to sing ‘Summer Nights’ from ‘Grease’. You sang Sandys part while Eliza took Dannys, in a deep voice, and Angelica sang back up for Eliza, while Peggy did the same for you. None of you had noticed the attention you were getting until Alexander and John came up behind Eliza and did the ‘oh wella, wella,’ part, which scared you and Eliza before you all fell into a fit of laughter. Hercules couldn’t take his eyes of you. The sweetness of your laughter, your beautiful heart stopping smile, and the joy in your eyes. He always wanted to see you that way, completely carefree and happy.

Lafayette, Hercules best friend had noticed him staring at you and decided to give his friend a push. “Shall we join them, mon ami?” he asks looking towards the table you were at, “our friends are over there too.” As Herc hesitated, Laf picked up both their trays and made his way over to the table, with Herc following behind and grabbing his tray from Laf, before they reached the table. Lafayette was grinning at his friend, “do you have room for two more, mes amies?” he says to the table but looks to you.

“Of course,” giving both the Frenchman and Hercules a shy smile. The rest of lunch period went by with lots of laughs, and a new group of friends being formed, all the while with you and Herc stealing glances at each other.

It wasn’t long after all of you became friends that you and Hercules grew closer. You would text each other all the time, and you both seemed to be in your own little world when you were together. Your friends noticed this and decided you both needed a shove in the right direction. The girls started pushing you, while the boys pushed Herc.

“So, (Y/N) what do you think of Hercules?” Angelica asks you one day all four of you are at the mall. You immediately become nervous.

“Wha- What do you mean?” you stammer, “he’s a sweet guy, I guess,” you say as you look down, trying to hide your blush. Peggy gasps as she points at you.

“You totally like him!” you look at her with wide eyes as she jumps up and down singing, “(Y/N) and Hercules sitting in a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G!!”

You groan, while Angie and Eliza laugh, “Please, Pegs, stop,” you plead with her, she relents, but smiles mischievously at while wiggling her eyebrows at you. You sigh looking to her sisters for help, but they give you the same look. You groan into your hands before looking back up at them, “okay, I like Hercules,” you admit, “I like him a lot.” The three sisters squeal and wrap you up and hug, as you laugh at their antics.

Meanwhile, Herc was getting much of the same treatment. His three friends deciding on a slightly different approach. “You know, (Y/N)’s pretty cute,” John starts. He notices Herc glance his way, before he smirks at Alexander.

“Yeah she is,” Alex continues, “she’s really cute,” he glances towards Herc knowing he has his attention, “in fact I’ve heard a lot of guys talking about asking her out.” Herc tries really hard to focus on his phone, as Alex now smirked at Lafayette.

“Oui, I have heard much of the same, but one guy, Samuel Seaburry?” both John and Alex look to Laf, and giving him a nod, while Herc now fully looks at Laf. “He seems most adamant about asking out, our pretty, young friend.” Herc now looks annoyed, while his friends are trying to hold back their laughter.

“Samuel Seaburry?! That guys a total tool!” Herc exclaims, angered and jealous at the idea of someone as ridiculous as Samuel dating someone as wonderful as you.

“What’s the big deal Herc?” Alex says, “I mean she’s single, and Sam isn’t that bad.” Herc looks at Alex like he’s crazy.

“He’s not good enough for her. (Y/N) is smart, funny, beautiful, and above all she has the biggest, kindest heart of anyone I’ve ever met,” he says while pacing and getting a dazed look in his eye. His friends all smile at each other.

“Wow Herc,” John breathes as if he’s shocked by his older friends outburst, “it sounds like, you like her. Don’t you think guys?” he looks to Alex and Laf who nod their heads.

“What?” he says nervously, “No, I mean we’re friends, I care about her you know?” Hercules is met with the unbelieving stares of his friends before he sighs closes his eyes, “okay, I like (Y/N), I like her a lot.” He opens his eyes as his friends start high-fiving each other and wooing at him. He shakes his head, and laughs at them.

“You need to tell her mon ami,” Laf says, placing a hand on Hercs shoulder, “I have it on a good authority she feels the same,” he gives Herc a wink, and Herc gives him a chuckle, and smile and decides to tell you.

Two days later, you and Herc meet up after school, at a small park near the school. Both of you incredibly nervous.

“Herc I”- you start but he stops you.

“(Y/N), I like you. A lot. I mean how could I not,” he pauses and take your hands in his, “you’re funny, smart, you’re incredibly sweet, and the most beautiful girl I’ve ever known. And I know that we’ve known each other a longtime, but you’ve always been in the back of my head, and now you’re in front of me and I can’t just ignore my feelings for you.” He looks at you seeing a smile on your face.

“Herc,” you say, feeling your heart swell at his words, “I like you so much, I’ve never met someone so kind and gentle, or as funny or wonderful or as handsome,” you both laugh as you look into each other’s eyes, “the feeling is more than mutual.”

He smiles at you, as he tucks a piece of hair behind your ear, “will you go out with me this weekend?” your smile brightens at his question.

“I’d love to,” you say before you both hear a chorus of ‘awws’ behind you. You turn to see all of your friends trying to hide behind a tree. You cover your face and lean into Hercs shoulder to hide, as he wraps an arm around you, and laughs at your friends. You look up at him, and both smile at each other, knowing you both got the only person you wanted.

Well, I found a girl, beautiful and sweet, I never knew you were the someone waiting for me.

You and Herc were together all of his senior year and your sophomore year, as well as his first year of college and your junior year. But, you soon started to feel the pressure of the distance, until neither of you could take it anymore…

It was the middle of your senior year and you had both been busy with school, but you had become frustrated because Herc had cancelled coming to see you three times in a row, and when he did come to see you he seemed distracted. You knew he was busy off at college but couldn’t he at least be here with you, when he was home? So when he finally came to see you and asked if he could hangout with the boys, you became immediately angry.

“Herc, I haven’t seen you for three months, three months Herc!” you hold up three fingers to emphasize your point. “Do you know how much I’ve missed you? Do you know how hard it is to be around Eliza and Alexander everyday?” you ask him, now standing in front of him, “do you know what it’s like to be ignored by someone you love, when all you want is for them to be with you?” you look him straight in the eye, “of course you don’t because I’m always here when you need me, but you’re not,” you fold your arms over your chest and turn away from him, “even when you’re here with me, you’re not really here, you always seem distracted.”

Herc sighs, holding his head in hands, “What do you want from me (Y/N)?” he looks as frustrated as you feel, “I don’t have time for stuff like this, I’m trying to keep my grades up, you know how hard that is for me, and I don’t need you adding to my stress okay?” you look at him, astonished at his words.

“So, what? I’m just a problem, you don’t want to deal with?”

“That’s not what I said, you just don’t understand,” he sighs.

“Because I’m your naïve little high school girlfriend, right? I don’t know anything,” you say bitterly, trying your best not to cry.

“Just drop it, (Y/N),” he replies, frustration in his voice, and normally you would, but you hadn’t seen him and three months. He’d been distant for even longer and if he didn’t want to be with you he needed to tell you. No matter how much it hurt, you knew you deserved better than this.

“Herc, if you’re not happy with me anymore, you need to tell me,” he looks up at you and you continue, “ I don’t know how much longer I can take this. You’re so distant and I haven’t really been happy in months,” you finish, tears building in your eyes. You look at him and see his eyes are filled with anger and hurt.

“So, that’s it, you just want to end it? You know what, (Y/N)?” he stands grabbing his jacket, “Fine. Let’s end it, we’re done. You can be happy without me,” he says bitterly towards you, before getting in his car and driving off, leaving you crying, and calling after him.

‘Cause we were just kids when we fell in love, not knowing what it was, I will not give you up this time…

It had been three months without you. Three months of Hercules being so blatantly aware that you were no longer his. He knew that he was wrong, and more than that, he knew he wanted you back. He just didn’t think you wanted him back. A million thoughts raced through his head about you with other guys, and it made his heart crack a little each time. It had been three months and when Alex and John came to visit, he finally got the courage to go win you back, if he could…

“Hey guys, what brings you here?”, Hercules greets his younger friends. Alex and John share a look, before turning back to Hercules.

“What are you doing, Herc?”, Alex asks some frustration in his voice.

“What do you mean?” Herc replies confused by his question.

“You’re sitting here on your ass, and you look miserable,” John states his frustration evident.

“Thanks for compliment, John”, Herc says dryly.

Both Alex and John just stare it him wide eyed for a second before they both yell, “WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?!”

“WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!” he shouts back, annoyed by their outburst, that to him came out of nowhere.

“She’s miserable, man,” John starts, “she cries all the time, but she tries to hide it,” he looks at Herc. “She doesn’t smile anymore, none of us have heard her laugh once for the past three months,” he finishes with a sigh and a look of sorrow on his face.

“Don’t you love her, Herc?” Alex asks, as he nods, “then go get her, stop sitting here feeling sorry for yourself and fix it. You know this is your fault, you know you’re wrong, you know she deserves better, so give it to her.” Alex pauses, before adding, “she still loves you, fix it.” And with that both Alex and John leave, as Lafayette arrives, both boys say hello to Laf and he takes a seat next Hercules.

Herc looks at his best friend, “you called them didn’t you?” Laf nods.

“I called in reinforcements, mon ami,” he replies and places a hand on Hercs shoulder, “you’ve been miserable, do yourself a favor and go win back the girl.”

And so, that’s what he did, determined to win back the girl of his dreams, he got into his car and drove to your house.

You were surprised to see his name across the screen of your phone, and figured it was a mistake and didn’t answer. When you received a text right after, your heart beat started to race.

Herc-*please come outside, I need to talk to you*

You-*you’re here?*

Herc-*yes, I know I don’t deserve to have you come talk to me, but I’ll wait here all night if I have to*

You-*give me three minutes*

Hercules anxiously waited for you to come down to see him. When you opened the door and stood in front of him, he saw the bags under your eyes, and your disheveled look, and his heart broke.

“I know you probably hate me, and that you might not want to see me,” he starts, “but, I just wanted to tell you, how sorry I am, there is nothing I regret more than hurting the only girl I’ve ever loved.” He looks to the ground before continuing, “you deserve nothing but love and everything good in this world. And I know that I messed up, but if you give me one chance, just one.” He looks up at you. “I will never hurt you again, I’ll shower you with love everyday, I’ll be better because you deserve better. I only need one chance, because if I get you back in my arms, I’m never letting you go,” he finishes, breathing heavy, heart beating fast and staring you in the eyes.

You had been frozen in front of him with arms crossed over your chest during his speech. Now, you tilted your head back, closed your eyes trying to stop the tears from falling, and turned away from him. His heart dropped, thinking you were going to send him away. You turn around look him in the eyes, tears falling down your cheeks, “you better mean everything you just said Hercules Mulligan because this won’t happen again.” He gives a sigh of relief and rushes to you as he takes you in his arms, lifting you off the ground, and holding you as close as possible. Your arms went around his neck, as he nuzzled his face into your neck kissing you once there, and whispered in your ear, “I’m sorry, I love you.” You pull back to look at him and rest your forehead against his, “It took you long enough,” he laughs and you smile for the first time in months, I love you too.”

But darling just kiss me slow, your heart is all I own, and in your eyes your holding mine.

Two years later, and you couldn’t be happier with Herc. It wasn’t easy at first, you felt like he was going to change again and leave you, but everyday he proved to you how much he loved you. Whether, it was calling in to check on you everyday, sending you texts telling you everythibg he loved about you or his dedication to seeing you every weekend. He never faltered once in his promise to you, and soon you didn’t have one ounce of doubt or fear in his love for you.

Baby, I’m dancing in the dark, with you between my arms….

It was your anniversary night, and Herc had planned everything out meticulously, wanting everything to be perfect. Tonight he was going to propose to you, and though he knew you would more than likely say yes, he didn’t want to mess this up. When he picked you up, he couldn’t help the way his heart sped up at the sight of you, you were the most beautiful woman in the world to him, and he was thanking his lucky stars that he was the one you wanted.

Hand in hand, he lead you to patch of trees in the park that you had always loved, and you gasped when you took in the scene. He had set up a table in the middle, twinkle lights hung all in the trees, flower petals sprinkled all over the grass, and a small speaker set up on a small bench nearby. You couldn’t believe it, it looked so magical.

Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song.

“Babe, this is,” you pause, “so beautiful. I love it, and I love you.” You turn back to him, placing a soft kiss to his lips, as he leads you to the table. You both ate and talked with soft music playing, when you heard your favorite song playing.

You turn to Hercules with a smile on your face, “Babe! That’s our song,” you say.

He smiles at you lovingly, rising from his seat and offers you his hand, “may I have this dance?”

You give him a big smile, and a nod, placing your hand in his. He spins you around, then pulls you back to him, placing an arm around your waist and the other holding your hand in his. You place your hand on his shoulder as he dances you around the grass. As the song played on you couldn’t help how happy you felt.

When you said you looked a mess, I whispered underneath my breath, but you heard it, ‘darling, you look perfect tonight.’

As the song finished, Hercules pulled away and looked at you, you looked back wondering if he wanted to stop dancing, “There’s something I need to tell you, well ask you really,” he says.

You scrunch your eyebrows, confused, “What is it?” you ask, as he takes a step back and gets down on one knee. You gasp, as your heart starts beating faster, “Herc, what are you doing?” he simply smiles at you from his position and takes your hand in his.

“You are my favorite person in the world, you’re my best friend. I can’t imagine my life without you, and I don’t ever want to know. You’re the best thing that has ever happened to me, I love you more than you can ever really comprehend. You’re my entire world, my moon, my stars, my sunlight, you’re all the beauty in this world.” Tears start forming in your eyes, “and baby, if you let me, I promise, for the rest of my life, until my very last breath, that I will make you as happy as you have made me, and I will do my best to prove I’m worthy of having you as my wife.” He pauses and takes the ring out of his pocket, and you gasp again, it’s beautiful. “(Y/N), will you marry me?”

With tears running down your cheeks you nod quickly, “Yes, yes, yes! Of course I will,” you say before falling into his arms, “with everything in me. I love you,” you say as you grab his face and kiss him with every ounce of love in you. He kisses you back with just as much fervor. As you pull away smiling, he takes the ring out of the box and places it on your finger, “Herc, love, this is beautiful, it’s perfect,” you say as you kiss his cheek, resting your forehead against his.

“I told everyone we would take a picture,” he says and you look at him, and then wipe at your cheeks.

“I look a mess,” you say trying to wipe away all the moisture.

“Darling, you look perfect tonight,” he says as he places a hand on your cheek, and you smile at the man you love, as your heart swells at his words. You take a few pictures and send them to all your friends who all reply with excited congratulations. Once you’re done with all that, you rest your back against his chest, his arms around you and your head against his shoulder.

He rests his head on yours, “You know I bought the ring one month after we got back together,” he says and you lift your head to stare at him in shock, he simply smiles at you. “I just finished paying it off actually,” he looks at the ring and then at you, “I knew I never wanted to spend another day without you.” You place a hand on his cheek and kiss him softly before resting against him more. With his arms wrapped around you, you both sat in the grass and sang love songs to each other, just enjoying each other and the love you shared.

Well, I found a woman stronger than anyone I know…

Hercules couldn’t help but be awed at what an amazing woman you were. You were the strongest person he knew. He knew that no matter what he faced, that you would be right by his side, probably fighting harder than even him. With you by his side he knew he could take anything that life would throw at him.

She shares my dreams, I hope that some day I’ll share her home.

You were Hercules biggest supporter, his number one cheerleader. Whenever he would doubt himself, you were there to lift him up and encourage him to keep going and pursue his hopes and dreams. He in turn did the same for you.

You had your own moments of self doubt, moments you thought you weren’t good enough or that you weren’t doing enough. And in these moments, Hercules would shower you with love and encouragements. Pushing you to keep going, and gave you confidence in yourself to excel in every endeavor you had.

You were each other’s guiding light. You loved each other more than anything, and now that you were engaged and soon to be married, you couldn’t wait to build your home and your life together.

I found a lover, to carry more than just my secrets, to carry love, to carry children of our own.

Another year goes by as you plan the wedding, and before you know it it’s the night before the big day. You and Herc stand on Angelicas porch, and start saying your goodbyes.

“I can’t believe we’re actually getting married tomorrow,” you say your hands clasped in Hercules standing in front of you.

He looks at you at you, eyebrows raised, “you’re not getting cold feet, are you?” he says. You smile up at him and shake your head.

“Of course not, tomorrow I finally get to become Mrs. Hercules Mulligan,” you say releasing one of his hands to wave yours over the air, imagining it being written. You give him a big smile, and he laughs as he takes your hand to hold in his again.

“Hmm, finally my dream is coming true,” he says placing your arms around his neck, as his go around your waist to pull you closer.

“Herc,” you giggle as he nuzzles your neck, tickling you with soft little kisses. He lifts his head and gives you a mischievous little smirk.

“You know we can start working on kids by tomorrow night,” he says still giving you a smirk and wiggling his eyebrows at you. You laugh, shake your head, and slightly hit his shoulder.

“One thing at a time mister, let’s actually say our ‘I dos’ before we start thinking about our kiddos.” He kisses your cheek and smiles at you.

“How many we talking here babe,” he says, “one or two?” he asks, still smiling at you. You shake your head.

“Uh uh, we’re having at least three or four buddy,” you reply smiling, as he pretends to look nervous. You smack his shoulder, and he chuckles before kissing your lips sweetly.

“Sounds perfect,” he says as his foreheads rests against yours, both of you smiling.
“Alright love birds, break it up” Alex says as he steps out of the house and slaps Herc on the shoulder, “you have the rest of your lives to be gross together.” He smiles at the both of you as you separate from each other.
You stick your tongue out at him, “Whatever Alex, I’ve heard how mushy you are with Eliza.”

Eliza promptly blushes, as Alex looks at her lovingly and shrugging, “What can I say, I’m a man in love.”

Herc reaches out for you, pulling you back into his arms, “So am I,” he says looking into your eyes. And it’s your turn to blush, as you hide your face in his neck, as he slightly chuckles holding you to him.

“Alright, alright, that’s it cuties,” Angelica is the one separating the two of you this time, “Tomorrow’s a big day, and the bride to be needs to rest.” She pulls you from Hercules, as Lafayette takes his friend from you. You look longingly towards your future husband, both of you deciding to be dramatic, hands reaching out to each other, as your friends pull you both away.

“Do not worry my love, I will be with you tomorrow, though the night I face without you will be torturous,” Hercules yells to you.

“My darling, my night will be much the same without you by my side, my heart calls to you ‘til meet again tomorrow.” Angie, and the boys roll their eyes at your antics, while Peggy and Eliza laugh. As the girls get you inside, and the boys get into the car you both run out to each other once more, meeting halfway.

You hold each other close, and share a sweet kiss, and rest your foreheads together, “I’ll meet you at 6 o’ clock tomorrow, I’ll be dressed in a tux,” he says to you.

You smile before replying, “I’ll be the one in white.” Eliza comes to get you, while Alex is sent for Hercules. She places a hand on your shoulder, you give Herc a smile, before turning to Eliza, “Take me away,” you say dramatically, as she links your arm with hers and laughs. Herc walks backwards to the car, as you backwards toward the house not wanting to miss one glimpse of each other.
As you reach the door, and he reaches the car, you blow him kiss and mouth the words ‘I love you’ as he smiles and mouths back ‘I love you more’ before the boys drive off.

We are still kids but we’re so in love, fighting against all odds, I know we’ll be alright this time…

The next day went off without a hitch, you both cried as you spoke your vows. As you were announced husband and wife, you shared a sweet kiss, and looked at each other with nothing but love and joy in your hearts. You had finally become one, as you walked back down the aisle hand in hand as husband and wife, you couldn’t think of anyone else to walk through life with.

Darling, just hold my hand, be my girl, I’ll be your man. I see my future in your eyes..

Being that you were still in school for another year and Herc just graduated you couldn’t afford a huge reception, so with some family and your closest friends you celebrated in Angelicas backyard, being the gracious hostess, and making sure the happy couple stayed that way. You couldn’t be more thankful for all your friends, they had helped to set up everything. The boys doing all the yard work to prepare, and the girls doing the decorating and anything else you needed so you didn’t have to worry. After speeches were made, and everyone had enjoyed dinner, it was time for you and Hercules to have your first dance.

Baby, I’m dancing in the dark, with you between my arms…

You smiled as he rose from his seat, offering his hand to help you up, “Are you ready, my darling wife?”

You smile up at him, placing your hand in his, “more than I’ve ever been for anything else.” He smiles at you, as you rise from your seat and make your way to the middle of the yard.

“Oh wait,” you stop, and he does too. You take off your heels and smile up at him. He chuckles slightly and nods before taking off his own, while your wedding guests laugh. Once both of you are ready you walk arm and arm to the middle of the yard, as your song begins to play.

Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song…

You both take position, you wrap your arms around his neck as he wraps his around your waist. He pulls you close as you rest your foreheads together, smiling and reveling in this beautiful moment you got to share. He kisses your nose and you giggle looking up at him, as he places a soft, slow kiss to your lips. As you hear whoops and whistles, started by none other than your wedding party, you both laugh as you hide your face in Hercs neck.

When I saw you in that dress looking so beautiful, I don’t deserve this, darling, you look perfect tonight.

As the song continues Herc starts whispering to you, “you know I think my heart stopped when I saw you walk out in this dress,” he says. You look up at him, “I’ve never seen something as beautiful as the way you look tonight, you take my breath away.” You rest your forehead against his not knowing what to say, “I’m so lucky, I don’t deserve this, darling you look perfect tonight,” he continues you lift your head, placing a hand on his cheek so that he would look at you.

“You deserve this, we both do,” you sat placing a kiss to his lips, “I love you.”
He smiles, “I love you more,” you laugh as the song finishes and you invite your guests to join you on the ‘dance floor’.

The night goes on well into the morning before you all crash at Angies, and when you wake up in the early afternoon in the arms of your husband, you smile and snuggle up to him before drifting off to sleep once more.

Baby, I’m dancing in the dark, with you between my arms.

Another two years gone by, you had graduated, Hercules was designing clothes for a label, and you were pregnant. Hercules was so excited when you told him. You smile at the memory….

You had just moved into your new house that you were renting, from George and Martha. You had been married for a year and two months and although the first year was hard, you were both incredibly happy. You couldn’t wait to tell Herc the news. You were a little nervous, but you knew how much he wanted kids so that calmed you a bit.
When he came home from work that night, you made him his favorite meal for dinner, and before you both got up from the table, you held his hand in your own. “Herc,” you say to get his attention.

“Yes my love,” he replies giving you a loving look.

“We’re going to have someone living with us in nine months,” you say with a small smile on your face.

“Nine months?” he says confused at first, but then realization hits him, “Babe!” You smile at him fully now. “You’re pregnant?” he asks, excitement in his voice as his own smile grows. You nod and you’re in his arms in a second he holds you tight, as you both start to cry. He pulls back resting his hand on your still flat stomach, before placing a kiss there, “Hey little one, you are the luckiest kid in the world because you are gonna have the best mom in the world,” you smile and place a hand on his cheek, “and I’ll try my best to make you both proud.”

It was quite a shock a few months later when you found out you were going to have twin girls. You freaked out, immediately worried, you were nervous about one baby and now you were going to have two. Herc noticed your panic right way and quickly reassured you.

“You’re not doing this alone,” he told you, “I’ll be here every step of the way,” he kissed your forehead as your breathing calmed. “And we can always dump them on our friends if we get too tired,” he joked and you laughed shaking your head. He looked you in the eyes, “we can do this,” he tells you his hand on your cheek.

You nod, “we can do this,” you repeat before pulling him into a kiss.

You were sitting in the nursery, rocking back and forth in your glider, waiting for Herc to get home. Just moments later you heard the front door open. “I think daddy’s home, my darlings,” you say to your belly.

“(Y/N)? Where are you love?” you hear your husband call.

“In the nursery babe,” you call back. Seconds later he walks through the door way and over to you, leaning down to kiss you. Then kneeling on the ground in front of you, placing two kisses on your belly. One for each of your daughters, before looking up at you.

“How are feeling today, love?” he asks you, you were days away from delivery and he wanted to make sure you were alright.
“Mmmm…” you start, pretending think about it, “ginormous,” you say as he chuckles.

“Well, you’re the most beautiful woman in the world to me darling,” he says placing a kiss on your forehead.

“I better be, carrying your daughters, hasn’t been a cake walk,” you joke, smiling up at him. He laughs again, “Well, I’m going to make dinner so I hope that helps a bit,” he says, you nod and try to hold back a yawn. He notices and suggests that you take a nap, while he fixes dinner. He helps you from your seat, before lifting you into his arms, and carries you to the bedroom for your nap, while he cooks dinner. He wakes you up about an hour and a half later, and once again carries you to the table.

“Babe, this is really sweet, but I can walk,” you tell him as he sets you down.

“You’ve been walking around the house all day, and I don’t want you straining yourself,” he tells you as he kisses your forehead. You nod as you both start eating dinner.

Once you’ve both finished you ask Herc if you could go sit in the backyard for a little bit. He picks you up once more, taking you outside and setting you on the porch swing before sitting next to you and wrapping an arm around your shoulder.

Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song…

“I can’t wait to be able to dance again,” you say, it was too hard to now. Moving your body around with twins in your tummy was exhausting.

“We can dance babe,” Herc says a smile on his face.

“Babe, I can’t dance my tummy is too big and I get tired so fast,” you become tired just thinking about it.

“Watch,” Herc says standing before lifting you into his arms and walking onto the grass swaying back and forth.

“Babe,” you say your arms around his neck and your forehead against his, as you kiss him. You dance a few minutes before telling him that you needed water. He sets you down on the porch swing before going inside to get you water, and then your water breaks. Your eyes go wide, as your breathing becomes quicker, “Herc!” you yell, he runs out right away.

“What happened? What’s wrong?” he asks at your side at once.

You look at him panic in your eyes, “My water just broke.”

He takes your hands in his, “Okay baby just breathe, everything is going to be okay, we get to meet our baby girls,” he says as he gives you kiss, “we can do this, remember?”
You nod, “we can do this.”

I have faith in what I see, now I know I have met an angel in person and she looks perfect..

Twelve hours of labor later, and your twin girls, Alayna and Ophelia Mulligan are born. You wake up from your nap to Hercules holding them. You smile at him, “Aren’t they perfect?” you say, getting your husbands attention as he places Alayna in your arms, kissing your forehead.

“They look like little angels, just like their mom,” he replies, you look at him smiling and pull him in for another kiss. You were petrified, but Herc had faith in you, he knew what an amazing mother you would be.

I don’t deserve this, you look perfect tonight…

Six months later and Hercules couldn’t be more right. You were a natural and your girls were just as beautiful as their mother. It was a Friday night and he was so relieved to be home, as he walked quietly into the house, he made his way into the nursery. He smiles as he sees you animatedly sing along to Grease as your twin girls giggle at you. He gives you a standing ovation as the song finishes. You turn around and give him a bow, before smiling at him. He picks up each of his daughters and gives them each a kiss then sets them into their crib. He turns to you and pulls you close giving you a kiss.
You smile loving the feel of his arms around you, before pulling away, “Help me put these little ones to sleep?” you ask.

“It would be my honor, my love,” he replies as you give him another quick kiss, before you both prepare your daughters for bed.
You both fall into bed an hour later, cuddling up to each other, and sighing in comfort. “I love you so much, (Y/N).” You move to look at him and smile.

“I love you too, Herc.” You rest a hand against his cheek, “is everything okay?” you ask, slightly worried.

“Of course, I just love you, you’re perfect, and I don’t deserve you, but I thank my lucky stars or whoever is watching over me, that I get to have you as my wife and mother of my children.” He tells you looking at you with love, you smile and reach up to kiss him.

“You deserve this Herc,” you say resting your forehead against his, “we both do.” You smile remembering your words from your wedding. “I’m perfect with you.” He smiles rubs his nose against yours before kissing you slowly…..

A/N: This kind of got away from me, but I hope it was okay? I’ve really enjoyed writing these and I hope you’ve all enjoyed reading them.

Twenty One Pilots

Day 074/365: A song from a band you wish you could hang out with

When I read Tyler’s lyrics, I feel like I’m reading my own mind. I feel like all of my fights and fears and insecurities are being put down and sung out and like, finally, there is somebody out there who fucking gets it. Like I’m not crazy, or alone, like I’m not the only one with anxiety, let alone these anxieties, these struggles. He gets it. And somehow, he’s found a way to cope with it.

Tyler and Josh both seem like really smart, really cool people, and they’re one of the few bands I actually wish I could hang out with. I feel like we’d get along and actually have a lot to talk about on a lot of different levels. I dunno, it’d be pretty neat.