Like the Rusalkas of the Baltic and Slavic Rivers, those mermaids are spirits of drowned young women, turned mermaid with foam and spray, who lure and drown sailors they deem unworthy of the sea. It is said their voices are beautiful. It is also said they taught the men of the North language and songs. They often clash with Norse mermaids for the control of the Baltic sea which creates powerful waves and strong currents. Those mermaids are told to be beautiful; so beautiful a man cannot help being lured to them.
I don’t even know what say… I thought crying for 5 minutes would get all my emotions out but no… he saved so many lives and inspired many but that the fact that his own words couldn’t save his life hurts the most… I wish you were still here and I could give back life like you did for us /his fans/…RIP thank you for the inspiration and I’ll try to continue what you started~☾
You say you’re not gonna fight
‘Cause no one will fight for you
And you think there’s not enough love
And no one to give it to
And you’re sure you’ve hurt for so long
You’ve got nothing left to lose
So you say you’re not gonna fight
'Cause no one will fight for you
You say the weight of the world
Has kept you from letting go
And you think compassion’s a flaw
And you’ll never let it show
And you’re sure you’ve hurt in a way
That no one will ever know
But someday the weight of the world
Will give you the strength to go~LP
Hey I know we don’t talk anymore but I hope
I know I left but there are days where I miss your presence, there are days where I wish I could just
message you and talk like we used to. There are
days where I spend my entire night thinking and
worrying about you. I wonder if you miss me too
or if you pause for a second in your day and think
about me. Do I ever cross your mind… and even if
I did it doesn’t even matter because we don’t talk anymore, maybe that really gets to me sometimes
because I wish we still did. The thing is I’m okay
without you, you are no longer an important part
of my life. I’m okay and I don’t shed a tear over
you, but there’s a part of me deep down that still
cares and that part brings me to my knees. I wish
things didn’t have to be this way, but I guess you
just have to let go of the things that are weighing
you down and bringing unnecessary stress in your
life. I pray for you, I pray that you’re okay as it’s the
only thing that’ll truly help, and maybe one day our
paths will cross again. Until then goodbye stranger
with some memories.
Excerpt from a book I will never write #23
Jenseternity / instagram
The strangled noise Aaron made was his best attempt at Andrew’s name. It was barely intelligible but it was enough. Andrew, who’d barely acknowledged Aaron’s existence in the entire time Neil had known them, looked immediately to his brother. Andrew snaked a hand out from under the sheet and curled his fingers in a demand. Aaron clambered onto the bed and reached for Andrew. “Andrew,” Aaron said, desperate and frightened. He held onto Andrew like he thought Andrew would disappear if he let go.
Fandom: The Flash Pairing: Barry Allen X Reader Word Count: 5,736 Prompt: “Today was the first family gathering I’ve been to since we broke up and my little cousin (niece, in my fic) that absolutely adored you asked where you were and I had to lock myself in the bathroom and sit in the tub for a half an hour and look through a folder on my phone of pictures I took of you to feel okay again¨ For: myself lmaooo Author’s Note: this is EXPLICIT!! contains (pretty poorly written) smut!! don’t read if you’re uncomfortable with that!!
You fidgeted anxiously with the sleeves of your sweater, mentally begging your family to understand that Barry wasn’t coming.
Luckily for you, they seemed to get the message when after ten minutes had passed, you remained alone (Barry was never more than ten minutes late, and since he hadn’t shown up yet…well, they knew what that meant).
Unluckily for you, one member of your family didn’t seem to get the memo.
“__y/n__! __y/n__!” Your youngest niece, Maddie, tugged at the hem of your shirt until you picked her up, settling her on your hip.
“What’s up, munchkin?” You asked, trying to press a kiss to her nose and frowning when she pulled away from you. She wrinkled her eyebrows at you and peered over your shoulder.
Your mind went blank. What were you supposed to tell her? “He broke up with me, you’re probably never gonna see him again” would break her little heart.
“He, uh, couldn’t make it today.” You offered up reluctantly.
Her lower lip quivered as she pouted. “But Bawwy never misses my birthday!”
“I know, honeybun, I’m sorry. He had work stuff to deal with today.” A total lie.
She looked like she was about to cry for a moment, and you panicked internally. If she started crying, there was not a doubt in your mind that you would cry too. And you really didn’t feel like breaking down in front of your family members, not today, of all days.
You hadn’t wanted to come today, it would’ve been your five year anniversary with Barry, but your sister had begged you to come, for Maddie’s sake.
“Can I spend the night with you and Bawwy this weekend?” She asked hopefully, and you didn’t know what to say.
Barry had moved out of your apartment two months ago, after he told you that he had to “get away from you”. He didn’t even give you a reason aside from that, and instead gave you one last, lingering kiss before gathering up his stuff and leaving the apartment.
You didn’t go to work for the next week, unable to do anything but wallow in your misery. Barry, the love of your life, the man you were so sure you were going to marry, had broken up with you without a second thought.
“Of course you can, sweetie!” Fuckfuckfuck, that was not what you meant to say.
“Yay! Thank you, auntie!” She squealed excitedly and scrambled out of your arms, running over to her mom and telling her the good news.
I wish I could take you to an open air cinema,
where we would watch the ‘Goblet of Fire’ for the thousandth time
but I don’t even know wherever you are
and if I did, you still wouldn’t be mine.
I wish we would visit this concert
you haven’t shut up about together
but we’re still stuck
just talking about the weather
instead of those things our sober tongues are holding back
until the blue has finally
shifted to black.
it’s children’s day today so what could be better excuse to draw this silly au again :B
they are going purely on cues of flynn-once-mentioned and i-read-it-in-a-book which are both not very accurate and not good at explaining “obvious” stuff. mostly. in this case it was flynn mentioning that lil sam ate his crayons and thank god they were nontoxic. and since sam was normal kid that must be what normal kids do yes? after initial idea fiasco they decided to be creative on their own