story of the past

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Lala strides past Allison and Nico without looking at them, her expression hard and determined. Nico is alarmed when he hears sobbing coming from the dining area. He swiftly walks over to his brother, who was on the floor crying as if he were a child. 

Nico softly: Remy? What the hell happened?

Remy sobbing: Nico. Help me.

Allison looks at Remy in shock. She’d never seen him look so broken, so distraught. She closes her eyes and tries to push away the horror of what she’d caused.

Nico drops to his knees, pulls his brother into his arms. He holds him tight, just as he’d done when Remy was a child. Remy had always suffered from nightmares.

Nico: It’s okay, Remy. It’ll be fine. I’ll talk to her. I’ll help you.

But Nico wasn’t sure how much he could help. There’d been a different look to Lala, a look of deep anger and hurt, but also strength. She’d been pushed too far by two people she loved dearly. Nico knew what it was like to make up your mind to never look back, no matter how much it hurt. He’d done it with his own daughter. Still, he murmured words of comfort to his brother, and hoped  he could repair the damage Allison had created.

While I Was Clearing Out My Desktop, I Found This Gem

It Still Remains as One of My Life Goals: Find Someone Who Will Hug Me the Same Way Oscar Hugged Evan

Mute pt. 1

“What you do has no point.”
Lance just bites his lip to stop the tears from being released.
“I’m sorry.”
“What do you want me to say?” Keith growls.
He’s shaking and when he opens his mouth, nothing comes out.
“You know what? If you having nothing to say the you should keep your mouth shut.
Lance isn’t sure how much longer he can ignore the hateful words. He knows it’s not at him. Everyone’s has been on edge since Shiro’s disappearance, but he’s pretty sure that Keith has been directing all his anger at him.

At first Lance tried to be funny, keep his usual persona going…somebody had to keep the team normalcy going.
Sure it hurt a little, but Lance pretended it was part of his training regimen. Sometimes you have to take a few hits and it hurts. Keith’s hit were just verbal, and like training, sometimes the hits hurt, but the pain would go away…right?

“Keith… I know your mad cause this trail was another dead end…”
“Shut the Fuck up.”
“We’re going to find Shiro, it’s okay that…
“Shut the Fuck up.”
“Keith if you would just listen..!”
There is a red rage in Keith’s eyes.
“I said Shut the Fuck up! You know what? Do whatever the Fuck you want, you can do whatever the fuck you want.”
“Keith, hear me out…”

He was returned with silence.

It didn’t make any sense, and Lance knew he was just angry, but the silence hurt more than the words.

“Keith, please listen to me. Tell me you can hear me.”

The silence definitely hurt more than the words.

The worst part about this mission, there was no Hunk or Coran to lightened the blow. They had both been so positive that they found where Shiro was held captive that they were going to do this on their own, which made Keith that much more angry.

Keeping his distance, Lance and blue followed Keith and red back to the castle.
The others were waiting expectantly but when Keith threw his helmet to the ground and stormed past the other Paladins, it didn’t take them long to look at Lance for some answers.

“Dude, You Okay? Were you crying?”
Lance blinks away the tears he didn’t even know he was shedding.

“Yeah! Im…”

“Shut the fuck up.”

He pauses when he remember Keith yelling at him earlier. He’s never felt like he needed to lie to Hunk, but the verbal abuse he had dealt with earlier lingered in Lance’s head.

“Lance, what happened?” Hunk asked again after Lance went silent mid sentence.

“We’re okay, Um… no Shiro. Sorry.”
“Dude, it’s okay I’m just glad your both safe.”

“Shut the fuck up…. Keep your mouth shut.”

Lance doesn’t say anything this time, just nods his head.

‘Why do you love me? What is there to love in someone like me? Please, tell me why you’re so fond of me because honestly? I don’t get it.’

I was perplexed how could he not see why?

‘I love you because you’re you.

I love you because when you smile, your lips always tilt slightly to the left. When you smile your amazingly sharp canines peek through giving you a juvenile look. When you smile, your ever present dimples show more — if that’s even possible —. When you smile, your eyes crease at the edges and your beautiful eyes become slits of pure joy.

I love you because when you laugh, you tilt your head backwards. When you laugh, you always close your eyes. When you laugh, you grasp your stomach and bend over. When you laugh, you always end in a deep sigh and smile after wards, you grasp my face in yours and kiss me as if we’ll never kiss again.

I love you because when I do something you like, you giggle. When I do something you like, you’ll caress my hair and pat my cheeks. When I do something you like, you look at my lips and say, “I fucking love you”. When I do something you like, your eyes bore into mine and I see a flame ignite in them.

I love you because when you’re concentrated you furrow your eyebrows. When you’re concentrated you tongue pokes out of your delicious lips and glides over them. When you’re concentrated, you tend to break out of it for a slight second and do that 'hmmph’ sound you know I like just to give yourself a small break. When you’re concentrated, you grab something to eat with your left hand and bring it to the right side of your mouth and proceed to take a bite.

I love you because when you kiss me, you grab my face with both hands. When you kiss me, one hand pulls on my hair, while the other runs its thumb across my cheek. When you kiss me, you always do a series of multiple pecks after we end making out. When you kiss me, I can feel you smile and let out small giggles of content. When you kiss me, you hold my face in your palms and look at me for a good while then you tell me I’m beautiful.

I love you because when you hug me, you hold me for a long time. When you hug me, you grasp me firmly with both of your strong arms. When you hug me, you use one hand to rub my back. When you hug me, you put your face in the crook of my neck and breathe in my scent. When you hug me, you won’t let me go until we’ve embraced each other tightly.

I love you because when you talk about something you love you smile the whole time. When you talk about something you love, you tend to look down at your hands. When you talk about something you love, you furrow your eyebrows and smirk a little. When you talk about something you love, you let out small sighs of happiness. When you talk about something you love, you always tilt your head to side and shrug your shoulders at the end because you get embarrassed at your enthusiasm.

I love you because when you make me blush, you tease me about it. When you make me blush you put your hands on my cheeks and remark, 'baby your cheeks are hot’ at which point I reply, 'no they’re not, I don’t know what you’re talking about’. When you make me blush you look at my cheeks and smile and say 'baby you’re blushing’. When you make me blush you hold me down and ask me why knowing damn well that makes me blush more.

I love you because when you tell me stories about your past, you say them in a low voice as if speaking louder will make them come back. When you tell me stories about your past, you always hug me and won’t let me go. When you tell me stories about your past, you run your hands through your hair because you know you might cry. When you tell me stories about your past you always mutter the phrase, 'why am I even telling you this?’ And we both know it’s because you love me, and you want me to know what I’m getting into.

I love you because when you notice I’m sad, you’ll look at me and poke my cheeks until I smile. When you notice I’m sad you tell me 'stop being a taco without the shell’ because you know I’ll laugh. When you notice I’m sad, you’ll hug me and tell me you love me. When you notice I’m sad, you’ll ruffle my hair and whisper in my ear, 'Tina eat your goddamn food’, because that llama is our spirit animal.’

I love you for so many reasons, if I listed them all, this poem would never end.

The best way to put it is, I love you because you’re you.

—  Beauty in IT /// I love you because…
You were in trouble. You were trapped. Glenn didn’t know you, but he helped you. He put himself in danger for you… and that started it all. From Atlanta to my daddy’s farm to the prison to here… to this moment now. Not as strangers, but as family… because Glenn choose to be there for you. That day, a long time ago. That was the decision that changed everything. It started with both of you and it just grew. All of us… to sacrifice for each other… To suffer and stand. To grieve… to give, to love, to live… to fight for each other. Glenn made the decision, Rick. I was just following his lead.
—  Maggie Rhee
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#klaus the caroline stan: #always dreaming up AUs

I’m digging through my secondary school notebooks and omg these old story ideas were hype af and I wanna draw the characters from all of them

Cute past!Ardyn with his black chocobo *_*
I want to know more about Ardyn’s past life before he became evil guy…

Things that happened in this fandom that I still can't believe:
  1. DAGGER
  2. Not That Important
  3. Don’t Knock it Till You Try It
  4. Always In My Heart #2 Most Re-tweeted Tweet
  5. Rainbow Shirts
  6. I Study Rainbows
  7. Elkeanor
  8. ARROW
  9. ANATOMICAL HEART
  10. ANCHOR
  11. ROPE
  12. Taylor Swift Cake
  13. CHRIST THE REDEEMER OT5 OUTING
  14. Harry and Louis “Next To You” in said outing
  15. BREAD VAN!!!
  16. [brazilian youth]: NO CONTROL
  17. Jamaican Flag
  18. Midnight Memories leak
  19. COMPASS AND SHIP 18 HOURS APART
  20. AS YOUNG AS YOU ARE
  21. CHICKEN STUFFED WITH MOZZARELLA WRAPPED IN PARMAHAM WITH A SIDE OF HOMEMADE MASH!

We deal with shit a good bit, but we’ve had some amazing times!

[CONTINUED]

WENDY: So how’s school been?
WENDY: This isn’t part of the interview, by the way.
CRAIG: Been alright. Just busy.
WENDY: Ugh, I feel it.
WENDY: I have a packed schedule, like, every day. I was amazed I ended up with the time to take this trip.
WENDY: And that’s only because I begged my sociology professor for an extension.
CRAIG: Cool.
CRAIG: Mind if I smoke, or.
WENDY: No, that’s okay.

WENDY: My paper is about growing up gay in a conservative home, by the way.
WENDY: So if you don’t want to answer any of the questions you don’t have to.
CRAIG: What if I don’t want to answer all of them, at all.
WENDY: Then, I guess I’ll have to find someone else to interview.
WENDY: But I really looked forward to your answers. I feel like they would be a little more honest.
CRAIG: How so.
WENDY: Well, the other people I asked, what they told me felt so… guarded?
WENDY: I thought your responses would just be forthright, in your it-is-how-it-is way.
CRAIG: About that.
CRAIG: I’m not gonna be like, any help with your paper, I don’t think.
WENDY: Why? Are you going to refuse all my questions?
CRAIG: No. I’m just not gay.

CRAIG: At least I don’t think I am. Not anymore.
CRAIG: It’s not just about who’s got a dick and who doesn’t. I probably won’t fuck anyone for a long time, anyway.
CRAIG: It’s who I think can stand spending time with me.
CRAIG: But I never… didn’t, like girls.
CRAIG: And I feel so stupid freaking my parents out over nothing.
WENDY: Craig, that’s okay! My interview has nothing to do with that.
WENDY: If you don’t want to answer any of the questions, that’s fine.
CRAIG: It is?
WENDY: Of course. But I’m completely willing to talk to you about all of this off the record if you want.
CRAIG: Sure. Whatever.

[TO BE CONTINUED]

Math, Science, or History?

Math(logic and understanding): Gemini, Virgo, Leo, Aries

Science(what secrets do the universe hold?): Taurus, Scorpio, Libra, Sagittarius

History(what stories lie hidden in our past?): Capricorn, Pisces, Cancer, Aquarius