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Cursed Child rant

Alright, Witches, Wizards, Muggles, and magical creatures big and small, hold onto your broomsticks because I’m about to tell you why I do not like Harry Potter and the Cursed Child nor accept it as canon. 

Spoilers ahead. Obviously. but c’mon who hasn’t read it or been spoiled by now Also, it got super long. 


Let’s start off by saying: it’s been months since I read it. If I get some things off a little, go ahead and tell me; I’ll edit the rant and correct it. If you just don’t agree with me… that’s great for you. Okay? We good? That’s all the disclaimer you’re getting. Moving on! 


Where do I begin? Um… Let’s recap shall we? 

It starts with Albus Severus Potter (who’s name I still cannot get over) meeting and becoming friends with Scorpius Malfoy. 

Okay. Great. We’ve all wanted that for years. No problem. 

We’ve also played with the idea of Albus in Slytherin for years. I have no problem with that either. 

What I do have problems with is the way Albus is treated after he is put in Slytherin. He’s the outcast of his family. He’s the “disappointing son”. After Harry’s canon “the bravest man I knew was Slytherin” speech (don’t get me started on Snape), I expected a bit better treatment of Slytherins. But Albus is Slytherin and looked at sideways by the entire cast, except Scorpius. This could easily become a rant about Slytherin’s and stereotypes and treatment, but I give enough of those already. 

My issues are mostly with Albus’ personality. Now, I didn’t write the character. He’s not mine. I don’t have the authority to tell anyone how he should be. All I can do is have headcanons. But “canon” Albus doesn’t exactly display a lot of Slytherin traits. Sure he sneaks around, but so does Harry, Ron, and Hermione and they’re all Gryffindor. If my memory serves me correctly, Albus goes to Slytherin because he basically thinks, “Well, the Gryffindors I know suck, let’s try Slytherin.”it’s been a while since I read it okay  

Albus is jaded by the time the plot picks up. He doesn’t like flying, isn’t that good at it or Quidditch (which honestly feels like they’re just trying to make him as unlike Harry as possible which I could handle if it wasn’t so badly written), and is basically convinced his life is horrible. (I’ll get into why a little later.) This kid shows no Slytherin traits that I remember. He hardly shows any traits really. I think it was the play format, but Albus becomes a stereotypical teenager who has daddy issues and doesn’t like his life. 

Scorpius I don’t really have a big problem with, besides it going against my personal headcanons. He at least shows a bit more Slytherin traits than jaded Albus. I feel like they were trying to break Slytherin stereotypes with him- which is great and all, but it almost makes me feel like that’s all Scorpius’ personality was. As if he was made to simply disrupt our preconceived ideas of what Slytherin is. I don’t like it. Stereotypes are something I can’t stand, but come on, people, don’t strip my house of what we actually are. 

Okay, moving on from Slytherin. 

Let’s take a step back from the new characters and visit the one’s we already know, we already love. Oh wait, they’ve been ripped to shreds. 

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i’m tired of living in a society in which expressing my sexuality is seen as a bad thing.

fuck the idea of “losing your virginity” being a bad thing. honestly fuck the term losing your virginity. i’m not losing anything. i’m gaining experience in something that most people find pleasurable.

i have a vagina. i identify as female. i can still get horny. wow!

stop calling girls ‘sluts’ or ‘easy’. congrats a girl knew she wanted sex and she had sex. i guess i just don’t see the problem?

how about we start embracing sexuality as a society and stop running away from it?

how about other women start helping one another instead of putting each other down for embracing their sexuality?

also, how about we stop acting like any non-hetero sexual acts are sinful or wrong? and how about we stop making it a fetish while not supporting the people themselves when things are tough?

how about we teach yes means yes? we are so afraid to talk about sex that we glaze over telling young people that saying yes is better than waiting for a no. because that implies people will be PURPOSEFULLY having sex. which we STILL see as a bad thing!!

FUCK the fact that many states in the U.S do not even require sex ed teach anatomically/medically/statistically accurate material. is that not absolutely absurd?

fuck the fact that most places don’t even talk about anything other than heterosexual relationships in sex ed.

fuck the fact that my sex ed teacher taught me to dress “modestly” to not “distract the boys”.

fuck the fact that my chemistry teacher told me to cover my shoulder because it would sexually attract the boys in an “environment in which is not appropriate to do so”.

fuck the fact that i can get dress coded for my shirt saying “vagina”

fuck the fact that sex ed doesn’t even talk about gender in most places.

sex is a normal part of life. most people will have sex. most people will enjoy it. we run away from talking about something that literally unites all of us: learning about our bodies and natural desires.

look at the statistics. we NEED better comprehensive sex education. we need to fix our society and stop viewing a sexually progressive society as a bad or risky one. what is actually risky is not teaching people how to have sex in a safe way. what is risky is not teaching proper ideas of consent. what is risky is maintaining a heteronormative masculine-preferring society.

sex is okay. what isn’t okay is our accepted ignorance.

if you don’t want to have sex because that isn’t your thing, i’m rooting for you.

if you’re someone who wants to have sex but feels the pressure of a messed up society, just know i’m rooting for you.

i hope you have the best damn sex of your life.

It’s Okay, I Wouldn’t Remember Me Either

Shiro remembers that he and Keith were together pre-Kerberos. Confessions ensue. On AO3: [x]


“End training sequence.”

Shiro’s command echoes off the walls of the training deck. The training bot, caught in a sweeping gesture as it pivots to strike Keith across the middle, stutters on a half-step and powers off with a “clink” of joints. Keith startles, poised to meet the bot’s blow, and watches as the bot’s blue eye fades to an offline grey.

Keith turns to the door of the training deck, ready to ask Shiro why he had terminated the program—only for his heart to drop down to his boots. Shiro stands hunched in the doorway, dressed in his ruffled civilian clothes, his cheeks red like he’s run all the way from his quarters.

“Shiro?” Keith ventures. His Bayard fizzes back into its sheathed form.  

Shiro doesn’t explain right away. He takes a moment to find his breath, turning the words over in his mouth before he says them.

“I—just remembered. Our time at the Garrison.”

Keith’s throat goes dry. The floor seems to tilt under his feet.

Shiro meets Keith’s eyes with a dejected expression.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asks.

Keith forces himself to take a deep breath. His chest feels too tight, like something has reached out and wrapped a fist around his ribcage. “It was…never the right time, you know?”

It’s a flimsy excuse; a gentle fiction. Shiro tears his eyes from Keith’s, betrayed. He looks to the far wall as though the answers are written there. His flesh hand twitches once by his side. Keith feels his own fingers start to curl towards his hip. He thinks back to the Garrison, and he can almost feel Shiro’s warm palm against his. Shiro’s hands had been soft back then, Keith’s worn from years of desert life. Shiro hasn’t let Keith touch his bare hand since their reunion on Earth, and Keith wonders how the new scars would feel against his skin.

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anonymous asked:

are there any other drarry fics you'd rec (btw temptation on the warfront is one of my favs)

(I’m going through my saved fics, so it might be long - I have 150+ saved lol but I’ll post a link to all the ones I can remember that are really good. Please read the tags before just in case there’s something you might not like! p.s. the ones with a star are my faves - I’ve lots)


A Piercing Comfort by talithan - ( When Harry Potter hits the lowest point of his life so far, it is not his friends who keep him honest. With Draco Malfoy’s patience and guidance, Harry learns to stand on his own. The thing is, after the fact—he’s no longer sure he wants to). ✨

A Private Reason for This by Femme (femmequixotic) - ( When the wife of a star politician in the Scottish Ministry turns up dead just outside Hogsmeade, Draco Malfoy and his murder investigation team are called in from the Edinburgh Auror force to find her killer. What DCI Malfoy doesn’t expect, however, is to have an ex from two decades past end up in his murder room, endangering not only his case, but also his heart).

A Hand Reaching Out by thethaumas - ( After the Battle of Hogwarts, the Malfoys are put on trial. Draco must adjust to a reality where the things he grew up knowing to be truths, are wrong, and learn how to live with the lasting damage the trauma he lived through left behind. He quickly learns that thinking of Potter’s hand reaching out to save him from the fire can help keep the panic at bay, but for how long? A story about coping, growing, and learning how to trust oneself).

All Life is Yours to Miss by Saras_Girl - ( Professor Malfoy’s world is contained, controlled, and as solitary as he can make it, but when an act of petty revenge goes horribly awry, he and his trusty six-legged friend are thrown into Hogwarts life at the deep end and must learn to live, love and let go). ✨✨✨

All Our Secrets Laid Bare by firethesound - (Over the six years Draco Malfoy has been an Auror, four of his partners have turned up dead. Harry Potter is assigned as his newest partner to investigate just what is going on). ✨

Annus Mirabilis by Ren - (Harry and Malfoy are trapped at Hogwarts around the time the school was founded. Stuck with a different way of doing magic, with no chocolate, and with each other, they have to find a way to work together if they want a chance to go home). 

Any Instrument by dicta_contrion - (Draco Malfoy wouldn’t go back to England for anything less than an exceptional case. Being asked to figure out why Harry Potter can’t control his magic might be exceptional enough to qualify). ✨

Azoth by zeitgeistic (faire_weather) - (This series is technically complete but I may (or may not) add more one shots to it as inspiration strikes). ✨

Bond by AnnaFugazzi ✨


I’m cutting here because there’s A LOT of fics. I’ll add all of them here so it’ll be a big list. Everything else will be under the cut 

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random lyrics starter sentences
  • “I wanted to crash your party, but I couldn’t find your house.”
  • “What do you want?”
  • "I should be in bed."
  • "I give in so easily."
  • "I should stay strong."
  • "I'm weak, and what's wrong with that?"
  • "My habits, they hold me like a grudge."
  • "Please don't make any sudden moves."
  • "You don't know the half of the abuse."
  • "How'd I get here sitting next to you?"
  • "We don't deal with outsiders very well."
  • "Yeah, I have trust issues."
  • "Why'd you come?"
  • "I tried to warn you just to stay away."
  • "It looks like you might be one of us."
  • "In a perfect world, it's just me and you."
  • "The night's just getting started."
  • "I feel great, I don't know about you."
  • "It's just me and you."
  • "Let's just wait till this party's through."
  • "I had two shots."
  • "I used to be fearless."
  • "I used to be brave."
  • "We could shake it up."
  • "I'll meet you after work."
  • "We'll drive until the darkness disappears."
  • "I meant it when I said we can't stay here."
  • "We're still young."
  • "My eyes are wide."
  • "So, I heard you found somebody else."
  • "At first I thought it was a lie."
  • "I don't want your body."
  • "I hate to think about you with somebody else."
  • "Our love's gone cold."
  • "This ain't the last time that I'll see your face."
  • "I should be getting over it."
  • "Get someone you love."
  • "Get someone you need."
  • "Get money."
  • "I can't give you my soul."
  • "We're never alone."
  • "I could tell you what you want to hear."
  • "The truth is always in the way."
  • "I never want to live in fear."
  • "I don't want to hold back all the things I've got to say."
  • "I've got you figured out."
  • "You need to have control."
  • "You think that I don't know you."
  • "I've been doing what you want."
  • "Just let me go."
  • "You used to always let me in."
  • "Do you even know you changed?"
  • "You're my favorite sin."
  • "I won't do it anymore."
  • "She's got me going crazy."
  • "Don't be afraid."
  • "You can call me monster."
  • "I'm creeping in your heart."
  • "Use me while you can."
  • "I'm all yours."
  • "All you need is me."
  • "I'm your toy."
  • "I feel tired. I look it, too."
  • "Wear me down."
  • "I can't be where you are."
  • "This distance is all we've got."
  • "Tell me something happy. Don't make me sad."
  • "I feel okay."
  • "I'd play our song if we had one."
  • "I wear your shirt to keep me warm."
  • "I miss you. I always do when we're apart."
  • "I was the knight in shining armor in your movie."
  • "I'm a ghost. I call your name, you look right through me."
  • "You're the reason I'm alone and masturbate."
  • "I've been trying to fix my pride, but that shit's broken."
  • "I'm at an all time low."
  • "All your friends say that you don't want to see me."
  • "You're the reason that I just can't concentrate."
  • "Somehow I lost control."
  • "Stay the night."
  • "Know that I will always follow."
  • "I'll walk until my body's sore."
  • "I'll be still and sit real quiet."
  • "If I lose you, your voice will guide me home."
  • "Something about you feels nice."
  • "Your hands make me feel warm."
  • "In a sense, we're innocent."
  • "This chemical feeling is making me forget about the drugs."
  • "You poison with your love."
  • "When I think I'm out of the dark, you're pulling me away from the light."
  • "Take me where you want me tonight."
  • "Let me swoon over you."
  • "You're just another heartbreaker."
  • "You are my fever dream."
Snapshots

002 – Babysitter

He’s tired and cranky and oh so tempted to drag his feet along the gleaming floors and slouch forward because every step sends a fresh lance of aches through protesting muscles. But to loosen one’s posture in the corridors is to invite the wrath of the Marshal, and having just escaped a training session with him, Nyx is in no mood to return to feeling like a ping-pong ball battered around by a group of Hobgoblins.

He’s so tired (and perhaps just a touch dehydrated, if he’s being honest with himself) that for a moment he honest to gods thinks he’s hallucinating the small form running straight for his legs in a mess of wind-tousled hair and flailing arms. But Scientia’s kid does collide with him and rebound with an “oof”, sprawling on the floor at his feet and panting like he’s run a marathon. Given the fine tremble in his limbs and the seriously red face (any moment steam’s bound to come out of his ears or his head will pop off his shoulders and rocket into the clouds far above the Citadel’s rooftops) maybe he has.

“Ignis, right? You okay kid?” He asks, prying thin shoulders up off the floor as he crouches beside him if only to give the kid an easier time at breathing. A shaking hand reaches up to fix glasses that have been knocked askew in his tumble, so much like Scientia that Nyx is given a glimpse of him in adorable miniature, and then he’s prattling on a mile a minute between huffing and puffing for breath.

He only needs to hear the words courtyard and accident and Prince to know why the kid’s just about signed his own admittance to the medical wing to find a Glaive (in training), hoisting the slight boy into his arms and taking off at a jog just the wrong side of leisurely to avoid funny looks by those he passes. Honestly – the King might as well quit beating around the bush and hire him as a babysitter already, with how often he goes to his son’s rescue.

~~~~~

He laughs. Hysterically. So hard that he has to wipe tears from his eyes and clutch at the stitch in his side, and then grab Ignis and hold him at arm’s length when the kid boots him square in the shin for the “audacity” (he’s seven, a kid his age shouldn’t know such a word for crap’s sake). There the Prince is, a tiny little speck twenty-seven floors up, curled up on the window frame of the office belonging to one infamously bad-tempered Clarus Amicitia. He’s almost tempted to shout up if Noctis is enjoying the view, but he’s not that much of an insensitive asshole, and Ignis is probably too young to appreciate sarcasm. He doesn’t want the kid busting into tears.

Okay. Time to act the hero, Nyx. You’ve got this. Just aim high and keep climbing. He shakes out his fingers, rolls out any tension in his shoulders, and slips one of the kukris from his belt. He holds it at an angle, lets his eyes glance along the blade as he lifts it higher, and higher again, looking for the perfect handhold to aim for. Finding it more than half the distance below Noctis isn’t great, far from it, but hey. The Marshal is always harping on about finding a lesson in even the small things. Good experience, right? Doesn’t matter that his muscles are screaming bloody murder, right?

On the plus side – if he goes splat on the ground at least they’d carve on his gravestone that he died in service to the Prince of Lucis.

“I’ll be back in a minute. Stay right here.”

“Where else –” The rest of the kid’s words are stolen by the electric-snap of magic bursting along his skin and through his bones, yanking him from here to that someplace other where gravity is non-existent and the general rules of physics don’t apply. And then he’s back at the Citadel again, blinking away the blue clouding his vision and holding onto his weapon for dear life, scrabbling along the brickwork with his free hand until he finds the gap and anchors himself to the wall. He ignores the temptation to look down, knowing full well that seeing any distance between his feet and the ground will make him upchuck in ways the merry hell of warping hasn’t succeeded in just yet. Another handhold to locate, another calculated toss of his blade, laughter because it’s the only thing keeping him from screaming at himself for this idiocy. Another warp, then another, and another, and another.

~~~~~

By the time he’s carefully easing his feet onto the windowsill and bracing his hands on the frame, he’s less concerned about the Prince accidentally kicking in the window and more worried that he’s about to paint the detailed glasswork with every meal he’s had in the past week. But he does his best to keep the queasiness from his face as he fixes Noctis with what he hopes is a cheery smile and oh so slowly inches his hand down to wiggle his fingers in front of the boy’s face.

“So. Wanna tell me how you wound up stuck up here?”

“I… uhm… I sneezed?”

He blinks once. Twice. Three times for good measure. Absolutely sure he didn’t hear that right, but Noctis is the picture of sincerity (and barely contained panic), and the absurdity of the entire situation almost has him laughing again.

Almost.

Instead he grabs hold of the Prince’s arm quick as a striking snake, hoisting him up to balance on his hip and just as Noctis starts screaming, Nyx jumps from the windowsill and straight into what he sincerely hopes is his last warp for the rest of the bloody year.

~~~~~

Much to his despair, it isn’t his last one of the year. And accidental-warping-by-sneezing isn’t the worst predicament the young Prince lands himself in.

And the King never does hire him as a babysitter, but he somehow still ends up being the one who hauls Noctis and Ignis out of trouble. Every time.

And all before he reaches his seventeenth birthday.

Roadrunners

“Excruciating” does not even begin to characterize the degree of pain in her back and neck. It is so intense that she briefly loses consciousness on the way out of the barn, coming to in Doggett’s arms in the middle of the road, surrounded by flashing lights and police sirens. His hold on her slips, and his blood-slick hands grip tighter to compensate; lightning shoots up her spine, making her groan.

“I need some help here!” he bellows.

Agony stretches minutes into hours, during which she is dimly aware of being loaded into the back of a squad car. Her head is lifted from the seat and set on someone’s lap, and in her semi-lucid state she sighs with relief that Mulder has come back to rescue her like always. He’s telling her to stay awake, to stay with him, but there’s something wrong with his voice, and she fights to open her eyes so she can see why he sounds so different.

But her eyelids are leaden, and she’s distracted from the mystery of his voice by the thought that she had better not bleed out in his arms just after she’s gotten him back.

That’s the last thought she has for a long time.

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Nevada ‘Papi’ Ramirez / Meeting Mia

Prequel to my Papi Nevada stories, Part 1 of 2.

Other related stories: The Dress, El Protector


Nevada had been out drinking most of the night.
In fact, the two girls under his arms were mostly there in order to keep him walking straight. He was busy canoodling between them, making crude jokes and empty promises, until something much more fascinating came up…

“Get the fuck off'a me!”

A shrill female voice caught his attention, and he absently leaned further on the blonde under his right arm to try and take a peek at the commotion. Off in the near-distance, a silhouette of a small female in stilettos held onto the chain strap of her purse and went to hitting a much larger shadow with it. At first, he chuckled, it was always funny to see some asshole get punked by a woman.

Apparently the man involved did not find it so humorous. Nevada couldn’t hear what he had said, but both the girls holding him up gasped when the man gave the girl a sharp shove, sending her toppling over her own heels.

“AY-” Suddenly, a sort of sobriety found him, and Nevada abandoned his accompanying ladies to go intervene in the situation. “Aye chico, you don’t go shovin’ at lil mamis, the fuck’re you thinkin?” A sharp push to the stranger, and the smaller girl scrambled to try and get to her feet. 

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til' all my sleeves are stained red

Summary: Cavendish finds out.

Author’s Note: Since it seems all I’m capable of writing for these two is angst, I figured I’d write some more based on Fungus Among Us and Island of the Lost Dakotas. (Speaking of the latter – god damn.) Much like my last fic, this is all speculation that will most likely be jossed, but I wanted to post it anyway.

And there will be a part two.


Of all the things to think of at this time, what came to Dakota’s mind was the joke that ended, “But you screw one goat…”

It was appropriate for the occasion. He and his partner were time travelers who had saved the world once from sentient pistachios and now had to do it again. For allies, they had a dog, the star of an unmade popular science fiction television series, a boy around whom everything that could go wrong would go wrong, a mad scientist who would invent time travel twelve years in the future, and an anthropomorphic crime-fighting platypus. Then after they’d fixed the time machine and returned to the scene, the car’s battery had died, and he and Cavendish had gone off to find jumper cables while Milo and Orton Mahlson took refuge with the time vehicle in a gas station. Now he and his partner were hiding in an alley while the Pistachions were searching for them.

At this point, Dakota thought that he could handle anything.

That was until Cavendish had turned to face him with an expression as serious as sin and announced that he would distract the Pistachions so Dakota could return to Milo and Orton, jump-start the car, and go back to reverse this from ever happening.

Dakota finally regained the ability to speak once it became clear that Cavendish wasn’t kidding. “Are you out of your mind?”

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Habits of my Heart: Chapter 32

I can’t believe we missed a potential StopandGo and HoopsandHeels trio tonight… Anyways, here is the final part to Maks and Peta’s wedding. The end is near, and it’s bittersweet to say the least. Rest of the chapters can be found here [Click]


32.

She wakes up warm and with a smile on her face. Seeing him next to her filled her heart with bliss and that feeling travelled to every part of her body. She traced random lines on his chest and remembered the last several hours they spent together while she waited for him to wake up. Her body still felt heavy, yet relaxed. She’d forgotten what it was like to have someone go through great lengths to make sure she was satisfied, and he did that, and more.

Suddenly, she missed him, or rather missed the feeling of him, but she knew they’d have plenty of time for that in the future. She looked up at his face and her eyes shimmered with joy when she saw how content and peaceful his expression was. She closed her eyes and nuzzled closer to his body, but felt him begin to move. 

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Raw and Honest Marriage Reflection Conversation with M
  • Me: I'm working on myself and would love to hear if you notice anything.
  • M: Am I missing something you're wanting me to notice?
  • Me: No, not that I know offhandedly.
  • M: I feel like I failed a test lol.
  • Me: I have been working on changing how I view things so that my approach could be better. Would be better. A little cognitive behavior therapy on myself. Thoughts become actions and actions become thoughts. So I'm working on both.
  • M: Awesome.
  • Me: For example like at the park when my friend left and I stayed there with Jumping Bean. I? was on edge watching for any man to enter the area but I stayed and played with him the entire time. And than how I responded to the bullies. I pretty much completely ignored them after immediately dismissing them. Normally I would have gotten right back into their face when they got into mine.
  • M: I'm proud for how you handled those girls babe. And you are totally on the right track. You are having a positive outlook more often than not and you aren't letting the little things bother you as much.
  • Me: I want to do better. For myself, our son, and you too.
  • M: And that's the right order to do things.
  • Me: I'll continue to work on it and improve. I have noticed some personal differences in myself but I don't think they are apparent yet.
  • M: Like what?
  • Me: Honestly? I'm not sure if I should say it. I don't want to hurt you. Do you still want to know?
  • M: Well now I have to know.
  • Me: Honestly, I don't feel like I'm walking on eggshells.
  • M: What do you mean by that?
  • Me: I felt like I was constantly getting scolded by you for the smallest infractions. As if I was a small child getting spoken down to.
  • M: Could you give me an example?
  • Me: If I would say something slightly in disagreement with you you would speak down to me until I backed up. Essentially telling me I'm wrong every time I spoke or did something. I realized just how much that conditioning effected me and how much I didn't say or do something because I didn't want to be looked down at nor spoken down to by you. It made me feel like I could never tell you anything. You would even say a comment or give me a look while my friends were over and I would immediately shut down until you left again.
  • M: I had no idea. I love you babe you shouldn't have to feel that way around me. Glad I left then.
  • Me: I love you so much babe. And I always wanted to make you happy and proud but in the process I've given up and lost a lot of myself and never truly realized how much. How ingrained it had become. I like like none of my passions mattered. For a small example was when I shared something a friend had said, and you gave me that look and said something like "Why would they say that? My friends and I never would," in that tone of voice that just made me disappear. A tone of voice that made me feel as if I was a total disappointment to you. When all that I had shared was that several of my new friends found me attractive, my new friends whom you know are open and honest about who they are attracted to while still being extremely respectable and not going near the boundaries.
  • M: I'm sorry my love. Something else for me to work on while I'm here.
  • Me: It's been years upon years of it. I realized that I go dead silent or worse agree with you when you'd say something that I was not okay with at all that anyone else I'd confront them immediately about. It's all things that all of my friends have been telling me for years but I never understood what they truly meant when they told me until a bit after you left for this training.
  • "You're not yourself around him."
  • "You seem different."
  • "Are you okay? Are you sick?"
  • Are some of the things I've been told.
  • M: So then ... Do you want to try to work this out once I get home or ... ?
  • Me: Absolutely yes love. I knew I was more reserved around you than anyone else but it never hit me just how different I had allowed myself to become for you, for our relationship. I love you so much babe and I always have. I don't want to lose you. I didn't want to hurt you at all.
  • M: I'm not hurt and don't worry about hurting me. It's the truth and it needed to be said. And now that I know we can focus on that.
  • Me: I knew it was an issue and had tried to tell you in the past multiple times but it took a few weeks apart to realize how much. Does me ever telling you something along the lines of my throat closing up when I try to tell you soemthing or my voice getting choked up ring a bell?
  • M: Yes.
  • Me: Or me trying to tell you something and looking away and fidgeting while I tried to tell you something bring up any memories? During each and every of those moments you were employing the scolding voice and/or look. So often that even when you were not yet I knew it was only a matter of time. I was being scolded and punished for any and all infrastructures I felt. You would withhold love and affection and give me the silent treatment too for my infrastructures. For hours at a time. You've sent me to bed too, banished me rather.
  • M: Okay, that one I don't really remember, but I get your point. I have been an abusive shit of a boyfriend/husband. And I'll work on it and pay more attention to you and what you need.
  • Me: I don't think you're a shit, not purposefully, but I do think things were getting toxic between us on both sides. I love you so much babe and I don't want to lose you. I do NOT want us to break up. I want to be with you if we can fix our relationship. I desperately want to work this out babe.
  • M: Let's do it then.
  • Me: How do we? How do we find ourselves and each other again? How do we fix this?
  • M: Be yourself and do your thing while I am here doing my thing. We come back together as each other. Possibly get couples counseling when we get to our next location after my training is finished.
  • Me: What if you hate me? You already told me in November if you met me today as I am as the man that you are today you wouldn't be interested in me. It already broke my heart when you told me that.
  • M: I can assure you that I don't hate you. And we are different people now than we were then. The best advice Dad ever gave me was that love changes because people change. You will love differently because you are different. But it's still love. I still love you babe.
  • Me: Still loving me has never been a question but you were acting and essentially said that you didn't like the person I am today. I've been reserved and holding myself in check for you. I can only imagine how much you'd be against the real me.
  • M: I'm sorry that it came across that way. I love you and only you.
  • Me: I've long ago learned that I've never been monogamous with love. It may be five or more years between loving another, but it is there always.
  • M: And we will work with that.
  • Me: Is this something that will destroy you? Destroy us?
  • M: Can't give an answer to that unknown. Honestly. But I want to be with you.
  • Me: I guess it boils down to one of us will have to give something up. Neither of us has control over our hearts. I know it has been a point of tension in our entire relationship. I tried to be mono for you for many years, but about halfway through your our relationship after you returned from deployment I couldn't do it anymore no matter how hard I tried. Since than our relationship has been open since we opened it, but I remained reserved for you, for us. Nobody else was worth my time and effort to get to know other than Kitten while we dated her and when I met and formed a strong connection with Red Stag during which I've developed emotions for him and him for me. I've fallen hard for him.
  • M: We will do better love. I don't want to lose you, nor you lose yourself.
[Wisteria Festival] Mikejima Madara’s event courses

It’s not very important, but Madara and Anzu’s interactions were so cute, I just had to record the whole thing somewhere so I can read it whenever I want


★ ★  Slasher Mama 1/3

Anzu-saaaan! Ooi, Anzu-saaaaaaan!

Yahoooo☆ Anzu-saaaa… Oh, you finally looked this way!

Hahaha! I called out to you with the loudest voice I could muster, but you just wouldn’t notice.

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Surprises

Pairing-Isaac x Annette

Word count-1,856

A/N- So, So sorry this took so long! This was requested back when I was doing the celebration for 1000 followers and now I’m what? 13 people away from 2000 followers. I do hope you enjoy this!

Request- Congrats on your milestone! You deserve each and everyone of those followers. I was hoping I could get a personal one shot with Isaac Lahey, when possible? I’d like it to be something sweet. Maybe where he discovers that I’m pregnant? Or where he asks me to marry him? Or where he tries to come up with an original date for our anniversary? Whatever you like most! My name is Annette, I’m helpful and understanding and also a little stubborn. Take your time to write it and most of all have fun!

Originally posted by artisticlahey

“Now come on don’t be like that” Isaac scolded when you tried to peak under the blindfold he had placed on you. You giggled and raised your hand in surrender before speaking, “sorry Isaac, I’m just curious” you said with a giggle. “Still” came Isaac’s soft voice over he him of the radio in the car, “no peaking”.

It had been several years since you and the pack had all graduated high school and gone on to separate collages, however, that did not diminish the closeness of the pack, you met up on every break, spend as much time as possible together and now, even now, five years later as marriages were taking place, jobs fulfilled and children thought about, the pack was close as ever.

You sighed softly and rolled down the window slightly, letting the fresh summer breeze blow through your hair.

“Annette” Isaac scolded when you tried to peel the blindfold away yet again. “I’m sorry Isaac! I can’t help it” you apologised, a sigh leaving your lips again.

“We’re here” Isaac said as he pulled up, turned off the car and taking the key out of the ignition. He quickly ran round to your side of the car and opened the door, helping you out as you were still blindfolded. “Careful” Isaac said softly, you could hear sticks and leaves crunching beneath your feet, letting you know you were in the woods.

“Isaac where are we?” You asked, your voice filled with confusion. Why would Isaac bring you to the woods?

“You’ll see in time” he replied, kissing your forehead.

—-

You walked for a few more minutes before coming to a stop. “Okay, take of the blindfold” Isaac finally said, he had moved to stand in front of you and removed the blindfold slowly.

Your eyes took a few seconds to adjust to the light of the sunset and when they did, your mouth parted.

A large blanket sat on the grass, a wide open field, log grass just a little away where you could see Derek rubbing around with his little girl on his shoulders, she had recently turned two and everyone already loved her.

The blanket was filled with food and the rest of the pack stood around.

“Happy Anniversary baby” Isaac breathed, taking in the happiness on your face, he loved to see you happy.

“Isaac…” you trailed off, you knew how difficult it was to get everyone in one place at one time, so he must’ve worked hard to make she everyone, even Derek and Breaden, could be here for your birthday, and the other surprise Isaac had planned for later.

“Sure it was difficult to get everyone here at once but, I planned ahead of time” Isaac admitted when you pulled him into an embrace.

He keeps how important it was to you to be around your family, the pack was your family, so he wanted to do this when you were around them.

“I love you” you mumbled into his chest, all the nerves you had earlier about where was taking you and what was going to happen gone as everyone began to gather for dinner as the sun set. Lydia’s baby bump had fairly progressed, she and Stiles expecting their baby in a few weeks. She was telling you all about the outfits she had bought, they had found out the gender of the baby to be a girl and she was saying how ecstatic Stiles was to be having a little girl, his own baby girl.

“He said she’s not allowed to go on dates” Lydia giggled, “Not allowed to get a boyfriend either, but I'll speak to him when the time comes, still got a long, long time until those days are near” she added, causing a giggle from you. You weren’t paying full attention however, you were looking over her shoulder, Isaac was being tackled by Derek’s daughter, overdramatically falling to the ground and groaning.

“What about you and Isaac, got any plans for a little Lahey” she wiggled her eyebrows and you blushed. You wrung your hands together and swallowed, “Well, about that…” you trailed off, looking cautiously up at her to see her beaming. “No way!” she squealed, embracing you best she could with the fact you were both sitting down and she was eight months pregnant.

“Does he know? How far along are you? Who else knows?” she gushed, holding your hands in hers. “Just you, I haven’t even told Isaac yet, I plan on telling him tonight, fingers crossed, and I’m only six weeks, but I’m so exited already. I never even suspected being pregnant until two days ago, then I took the test and made a doctors appointment, they told me how far along  I was and I couldn’t believe I’ve gone six weeks without knowing I was pregnant ” you squealed along with her. “Morning sickness had been hard to conceal, I’m desperate to tell him” you admitted, running your fingers through your hair.

“What if he’s not ready” you pondered, a worried look coming into your face. “Annette” Lydia said sternly. “Look at everything Isaac had to go through, his whole life he was abused and hurt, he wants to right the wrongs of his father with his own child, Isaac is going to love this child and you no matter what, okay? Speaking of the devil, here he comes” she said, attempting to stand up and failing due to her large stomach.

Isaac chuckled and grasped her hands, pulling her up to her feet as you giggled, standing up next to her and hugging her once again.

Isaac waited until you two pulled apart and Lydia stepped away to turn off the music that was playing softy in the background.

“I would like everyone’s attention please” he spoke loudly, everyone turning to look at the two of you. He took your hands in his and took a few deep breaths. “Annette, my love. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever met in my whole life, inside and out. You are the kindest and most loving person I have ever had in my life. Sure you can be stubborn but it’s part of you, and I love every part of you. Which is why I’m going to ask you this”

He bent down on one knee and pulled a velvet box out of his pocket, opening it carefully to show a beautiful ring.

Your hands went over your mouth in shock.

“Would you do me the honours of becoming Mrs Lahey, and staying with me for the rest of our lives” he asked, his voice unsure, his eyes full of hope. “Yes Isaac!  Yes!!” you exclaimed, tears running down your cheeks as she slipped the ring on your finger and embraced you tightly.  

He reached over and turned the music back on, everyone beginning to dance softly to the slow song that played through the radio.

You leaned in and stood on your tiptoes to whisper in his ear. “Maybe we could hold off the wedding for a while, I’d quite like out baby to be there” you lulled softly, feeling him freeze up and watching his eyes widen. “You-You’re pregnant” he said quietly, using his werewolf abilities to enhance his hearing to see whether or not you were lying and instead of your heart skipping a beat, he heard two heartbeats, yours and the actual heartbeat of his baby.

“Oh my god” he whispered, his eyes filling with tears. “I’m gonna be a dad” he squeaked. “I’m gonna be a dad” he said louder, this time everyone hearing him and turning around. He turned to look at everyone, smiling wider than they’d ever thought the broken boy who’s father beat him relentlessly would ever be able to muster, boy had they been wrong.

When they met his several long years ago, he was broken, but you, you came into his life and you put him back together, you fixed him.

“I’m gonna be a dad” he exclaimed to everyone, everyone whooping and cheering and coming to congratulate the two of you.

“I love you so much” he gushed, his hand laced into yours on the drive home. “And I love our child, I swear to be the father I never got to have, I’ll be nothing like he was I promise” Isaac swore, his face deadly serious. “Isaac, love, I know. You’re nothing like him and you never will be, okay? You’re going to be an excellent dad, I know it” you told him, smiling at him.

He took his eyes off the road for only a second to look at you as the light was red, admiring your beauty. Though his eyes seemed stuck to you, frozen in time until the car behind beeped and Isaac realised the light had tuned green. “Oops” he mumbled under his breath and began driving again.

You giggled and sighed contently. “I love you too Isaac, and our baby” you added, watching the smile break onto his face once again. “Our baby will be so lucky, growing up in a family like ours, with us and the pack. He or she will never be judged or held back from anything that their heart desires, unless we have a daughter and she wants a boyfriend of course” Isaac spoke, deadly serious.

“Isaac…” you warned, raising your eyebrows at him. “Annette, no daughter of mine will be dating, seeing boys, talking to boys, looking at boys, touching boys, being anywhere near boys until she is at least twenty five.” he finished, before back adding, “Unless she is into girls, in which case she will still not be allowed to date, girls however she can have in her room because they cannot get her pregnant, though, if I have a baby girl, she is not allowed to date, she has to stay my baby forever” he stated simply and you shook your head at him.

“And if we have a son, he will be raised to be respectful to woman, I don’t ever, ever, want any boy of mine mistreating anyone, I’d die before any child of mine ended up like my father” Isaac shuddered at the thought. “Either way, boy or girl, our child will be loved and brought up with love and compassion, they’ll know how loved they are and they’ll be taught to respect other, but not to take shit from anyone and if anyone hurts them, they go to uncle Derek who wont hesitate to snap a neck or two” You joked, causing a laugh from Isaac.

“You’re gonna be such a great mom too you know” he sighed contently as he pulled into the driveway. You smiled and turned to Isaac, grabbing two water bottles from the backseat, you gave one to him and held one yourself.

Isaac raised his eyebrows at you and you laughed. “A cheers to us, new parents and new beginnings” you announced, all with a smile out your lips. “I’ll drink to that” Isaac commented and took a long swig of water, this was going to be great fun.

How the Story Ends || Puck & Oberon

There were days since the fall of Hollow Earth when Oberon wondered why he bothered.  The thoughts shamed him…but he thought them all the same.  Was he so easily broken?  Had be become so soft?  That a mere six months alone in the Upper Realm was enough to make him crack?  Granted, it wasn’t just the loneliness…there were the night terrors…the ones he woke from but could never remember.  And his one, single memory of Titania dead in his arms, her blood seeping into the fabric of his clothes.  For all the king knew, his entire court was dead, and Hollow Earth was nothing but a memory.  

But Oberon still held out hope for one individual in particular, one Fae who had reason to survive…Puck.  In a fit of anger, the king had banished his friend shortly after officially closing the Gates.  The man had become insufferable - not taking well to the perceived confinement Oberon insisted upon.  And the king had told the prankster that if he liked the humans so much he could simply live with them instead.  Then he’d stolen his friend’s memories and kicked him out of the nearest gate.  Eventually he’d calmed down…journeyed into the Upper Realm to give Puck’s memories a little coaxing…but only enough to give the man a chance to come back when and if he was ever ready to rejoin the Court.

Although the king did not know exactly how many of his memories were missing, he held out hope that Puck had somehow managed to avoid whatever fate had befallen the others.  Maybe his friend was still out there somewhere…still enjoying his human existence…Hollow Earth but a distant memory.  Oberon honestly hoped that was the case - hoped that somehow his temper tantrum had saved the other man’s life.  

Today, as on many days, Oberon worked in his garden.  It was simple work, but in many ways it made the king feel more connected to a world that had all but forgotten he existed.  When he was down in the dirt, surrounded by growing and living things, it made him feel…useful.  Puck was often on his mind, so when the Fae felt the first tickle of familiar magic he ignored it.  It wasn’t real, he told himself - just a fragment of memory manifesting itself.  But then he felt it again…stronger this time…closer.  The king stopped what he was doing and simply sat there straight and still, kneeling in the dirt, sure that any moment now he’d wake up in his bed.  But he didn’t wake…and the magic grew closer still.  Oberon wanted to stand…to race towards that feeling as fast as he could…but fear and doubt held him in place…simply waiting for whatever happened next.

Once We Were Gods: Part 5

Finally made it back. Took a bit longer than expected because I had a lot of dialogue to write and dialogue takes it right out of me. enjoy!


Part 5: Didn’t You Get the Memo?


When you have a creeper, a zombie, and a blaze together in a small clearing, you’d expect some type of terrible joke.

Well, Jeremy felt like his whole life was one terrible joke.

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The Neighbourhood sentence starters
  • "I'd like to be proud, but somehow I'm ashamed."
  • "Everybody's talking, but what's anybody saying?"
  • "Put me in the dirt, let me dream with the stars."
  • "I was naive and hopeful and lost."
  • "R.I.P. to my youth."
  • "If I told you that I loved you, tell me, what would you say?"
  • "If I told you that I hated you, would you go away?"
  • "Now I need your help with everything that I do."
  • "I don't want to lie, I've been relying on you."
  • "You can throw me shade, all it does is just cool me off."
  • "First it just threw me off, now I'm just moving on."
  • "I've been callin' you 'friend', I might need to give it up."
  • "I can admit, I am not fireproof."
  • "I hope I don't burden you."
  • "I tried to be someone."
  • "If I had done something a little bit differently, we would've moved in a better direction than this."
  • "You say that you love me, but you act like you don't."
  • "You used to adore me."
  • "You put me in harm's way."
  • "When we had our first kiss it was your favorite thing."
  • "You weren't lying when you said it would sting."
  • "Imagine our children; how fucked would they be?"
  • "Mommy's a psycho, daddy lives in a dream."
  • "Don't take this the wrong way."
  • "I thought that I loved you, but we weren't in love."
  • "You were my dream."
  • "So sorry, but your lady's with me."
  • "So shitty to be you right now, soon you will see pictures of us kissing on the mouth."
  • "I hate her new boyfriend."
  • "I don't wanna be forgotten."
  • "I'm fake and I don't get offended."
  • "You ended up with gold, but it started as a dream."
  • "I used to be broke, now there's money in my jeans."
  • "I want you to touch me there."
  • "Darling, your looks can kill, so now you’re dead."
  • "If I made it too hard for you maybe you should've changed it."
  • "I hope you find a way to be yourself someday."
  • "Change can be amazing."
  • "I pray for the best for you."
  • "Why’d you stick around, why’d you stay with me?"
  • "I couldn’t save it."
  • "I wish you could be honest with me."
  • "I am the chosen one."
  • "I could change all your minds."
  • "This is the one they won't forget."
  • "I want to be bad, I want to destroy you."
  • "I want the attention, I want all the cash, I want all the ass; is it too much to ask?"
  • "I get what I want."
  • "You think I'm a fake and I know you're a fraud."
  • "I'll fucking digest you, one kiss at a time."
  • "You wish I was yours and I hope that you're mine."
  • "You need to get off my mind."
  • "I'm never satisfied, it's never good enough."
  • "I knew it was wrong, but I thought about you still."
  • "I'm paranoid, I hate to sleep alone."
  • "I try my best, no matter what it's like I'm always wrong."
  • "I just need some peace of mind."
  • "I'm never the same, I change every week."
  • "I would ask for advice, but I just do what I like."
  • "I smoke cause I'm stressed, I try to get high, but it gets me depressed, I'm just tryna get by."
  • "I've got no man to follow."
  • "And I know that I'm shallow, but why shouldn't I be?"
  • "Trouble being alone, I've been losing my mind."
  • "I don't want any trouble, it just chooses to find me."
  • "I feel like you're worth it."
  • "We're made to love, but you're dangerous."
  • "I'll tell my friends about my fast life because they know me from my past life."
  • "I can't wait 'till you're back to California."
  • "I know a couple girls like you."
  • "I hope we can go round two, 'cause you know I wanna do it again."
  • "Being away from her, it makes me hurt, it makes me sad."
  • "I'll try to find another way, to make it work."
  • "I know what to say that will make you hurt."
  • "I can't even believe what you did to me."
  • "You can't even say I'm overreacting."
  • "Did I even ever cross your mind?"
  • "What the fuck am I supposed to do about you and I?"
  • "Fuck that guy, happy I don't know his name."
  • "My love never seems to come out right."
  • "I still love you even though you’re a fucking cunt douchebag."
  • "I’m sure you feel the same about me but, whatever, that’s it."
  • "I've seen it a million times."
  • "Everybody else so basic, stop tryin', please stay home."
  • "We got signed to a label and we infected the internet."
  • "I'm my own worst enemy."
  • "You were crazy, but I miss you."
  • "Now we're a little bit famous and I think I might hate it."
  • "I think I found hell."
  • "Don't tell them anything."
  • "You fooled me from the start when you let me start to love you."
  • "I'm leaving tonight, I'll be gone in the morning."
  • "I can't love her no more."
  • "She had all my trust, and I guess that was never enough."
  • "I want the world in my hands."
  • "Let's have an adventure."
  • "I don't mind if there's not much to say."
  • "We talked about making it - I'm sorry that you never made it."
  • "You knew the game and played it."
  • "Mr. know it all, had his reign and his fall."
  • "I'm having trouble in believing."
  • "How could you tell me that I'm great when they chew me up, spit me out, pissed on me?"
  • "When I wake up I’m afraid, somebody else might take my place."
  • "All my friends always lie to me."
  • "You’re too mean, I don’t like you, fuck you anyway."
  • "You make me wanna scream at the top of my lungs."
  • "I’m afraid somebody else might end up being me."
  • "I told you I would tell you everything you want to know."
  • "Everybody's watching me."
  • "I try to be as subtle as I can."
  • "It looks like you were right again."
  • "I'm from a little city with expensive taste."
  • "Shouldn't try to fix it if it keeps getting better."
  • "I wasn't listening at all."
  • "We were young, skinny dipping, having fun, I remember."
  • "And we all grew up, shit got tough."
  • "What a mistake, saying the way I felt."
  • "I was scared as fuck and out of touch, and I was still testing my luck."
  • "I guess there's something wrong inside."
  • "Maybe you're right, maybe this is all that I can be."
  • "But what if it's you, and it wasn't me?"
  • "What do you want from me?"
  • "She planned ahead for a year."
  • "I fell in love today."
  • "There aren't any words that you can say that could ever get my mind to change."
  • "You're a doll, you are flawless."
  • "I just can't wait for love to destroy us."
  • "You better not leave me."
  • "No food to eat, all the money's been wasted from last week."
  • "Some part of me feels a little bit naked and empty."
  • "I still believe something is out there."
  • "All I'll ever be is partly settled in."
  • "They show you how to swim, then they throw you in the deep end."
  • "Float away, then come right back to me."
american beauty / american psycho lyrics meme.
  • ❝I just follow your scent.❞
  • ❝All of your flaws are aligned with this mood of mine.❞
  • ❝I didn't come for a fight but I will fight til the end.❞
  • ❝I'm gonna get you to burst just like you were a bubble.❞
  • ❝And I love the way you hurt me.❞
  • ❝I breathe you in, but honey I don't know what you're doing to me.❞
  • ❝But I'm no good, good at lip service except when they're yours, mi amore.❞
  • ❝I think I fell in love again.❞
  • ❝Maybe I just took too much cough medicine.❞
  • ❝I'm the best worst thing that hasn't happened to you yet.❞
  • ❝You take the full, full truth, then you pour some out.❞
  • ❝And you can kill me, kill me or let God sort ‘em out.❞
  • ❝I wish I dreamt in the shape of your mouth, but it's your thread count I really care about -- stay up 'til the lights go out.❞
  • ❝And as we're drifting off to sleep all those dirty thoughts of me.❞
  • ❝They were never yours to keep.❞
  • ❝We’re the things that love destroys.❞
  • ❝But you will remember me, remember me for centuries.❞
  • ❝And just one mistake is all it will take.❞
  • ❝-- no, it's nothing wrong with me.❞
  • ❝The kids are all wrong, the story's all off.❞
  • ❝The darkness that you felt I never meant for you to fix yourself.❞
  • ❝Come on, come on and let me in.❞
  • ❝And I can't stop 'til the whole world knows my name.❞
  • ❝You look so pretty, but you're gone so soon.❞
  • ❝We've been here forever.❞
  • ❝We'll go down in history.❞
  • ❝-- bad trip, I couldn’t get off.❞
  • ❝Maybe I bit off more than I could chew.❞
  • ❝I always fall from your window to the pitch black streets.❞
  • ❝And in the end I’d do it all again.❞
  • ❝I think you’re my best friend.❞
  • ❝I’m not passive, but aggressive.❞
  • ❝And it’s our time now if you want it to be.❞
  • ❝I can move mountains, I can work a miracle.❞
  • ❝She wants to dance like Uma Thurman.❞
  • ❝Bury me till I confess.❞
  • ❝And I can’t get you out of my head.❞
  • ❝And I slept in last night’s clothes and tomorrow’s dreams.❞
  • ❝They’re not quite what they seem.❞
  • ❝I got those jet pack blues.❞
  • ❝I’m the last one that you’ll ever remember.❞
  • ❝And I’m trying to find my peace of mind.❞
  • ❝The ringing in my ears gets violent.❞
  • ❝Did you ever love her? Do you know?❞
  • ❝-- or did you never want to be alone?❞
  • ❝Don’t you remember how we used to split a drink?❞
  • ❝I will always land on you like a sucker punch.❞
  • ❝I am your worst, I am your worst nightmare.❞
  • ❝If you knew, knew what the bluebirds sang at you, you would never sing along.❞
  • ❝Now I’m just numb.❞
  • ❝Don't mind me, I’m just a son of a gun.❞
  • ❝I’m just a problem that doesn’t want to be solved.❞
  • ❝I’m still afraid the battle’s gonna swallow me whole.❞
  • ❝I feel like a photo that’s been over-exposed.❞
  • ❝-- I don’t feel a thing for you.❞
  • ❝You and I were fire.❞
  • ❝It was the fourth of July.❞
  • ❝I'll be as honest as you let me.❞
  • ❝I miss your early morning company.❞
  • ❝You are my favorite 'what if'.❞
  • ❝Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean any of it.❞
  • ❝But I guess you'll never know where the bridges I have burned never led back home.❞
  • ❝Had my doubts, but I let them out.❞
  • ❝And all my thoughts of you they could heat or cool the room.❞
  • ❝And no, don't tell me you're crying.❞
  • ❝Oh, honey, you don't have to lie.❞
  • ❝I just got too lonely.❞
  • ❝I wish I'd known how much you loved me.❞
  • ❝I wish I cared enough to know.❞
  • ❝I'm sorry every song's about you.❞
  • ❝-- do you remember when we drove through the night and we danced to Rancid?❞
  • ❝You were the song stuck in my head.❞
  • ❝And I can’t, I can’t remember -- just how to forget.❞
  • ❝You asked me how I’m doing like you know -- you know how much better off I am.❞
  • ❝Every song I've ever loved played again and again and again.❞
  • ❝They say we are what we are, but we don't have to be.❞
  • ❝I'm bad behavior but I do it in the best way.❞
  • ❝I'll be the guard dog of all your fever dreams.❞
  • ❝I am the sand in the bottom half of the hourglass.❞
  • ❝I try to picture me without you but I can't.❞
  • ❝'Cause we could be immortals.❞
  • ❝Sometimes the only pay off for having any faith, is when it's tested again and again everyday.❞
  • ❝I'm still comparing your past to my future.❞
  • ❝It might be your wound but they're my sutures.❞
  • ❝Live with me forever now, pull the blackout curtains down, just not for long.❞
  • ❝There's a room in a hotel in New York City.❞
  • ❝I don't want to remember it all, the promises I made if you just... hold on.❞
  • ❝I just need enough of you to dull the pain.❞
  • ❝I need a new partner in crime.❞
  • ❝I wanna throw my hands in the air and scream.❞
  • ❝And I can just die laughing on your spiral of shame.❞
  • ❝Hit it, never quit it, I have been through the wreck.❞
  • ❝We're stripped down to the skeletons again.❞
  • ❝We're saints just swimming in our sins again.❞
I'll heal the hole in your heart - chapter 2/?

Chapter 2/?

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A/N: Warnings and other informations are to be found in chapter 1.

Summary about chapter 2: (They’re 14-15 years old) Dan and Phil have to go on a school trip with all their classmates. Dan starts feeling bad at night and Phil has to help him.

Words: 5.936

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Writing prompts

Okay so these aren’t originally mine but I couldn’t find a way to reblog them on my phone so…send me a character?

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1. “Is that what you’re doing? Trying to make me to hate you?”
2. “I’ve been in love with you my entire life.”
3. “I’m not happy here.”
4. “If he’s going to treat you like shit I’m going to kick his ass.”
5. “I just want to cuddle and watch Friends.”
6. “You’re hiding something from me.”
7. “If I die, I’m going to haunt your ass.”
8. “I want my best friend back.”
9. “You better have a good reason for waking me up at the ass-crack of dawn.”
10. “I don’t know what I did to deserve you.”
11. “A wedding?”
12. “I just want to be alone right now.”
13. “Don’t you dare to ever do that again!”
14. “Where would someone hide in a town like this?”
15. “If I ever see you anywhere near her, you’ll have to deal with me!”
16. “I thought you were a dream come true.”
17. “Everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.”
18. “I came here to explain what happened, and I’m not leaving until you listen.”
19. “I made a mistake.”
20. “H-How long have you been standing there?”
21. “You can’t break my heart like this!”
22. “I wasn’t going to wait around for you forever.”
23. “The skirt is supposed to be this short.”
24. “I’ve moved on.”
25. “This is why you don’t ever have any shirts to wear.”
26. “Run, and don’t ever look back.”
27. “The three seconds rule doesn’t apply to sticky foods.”
28. “I think I’m in love with you, and I’m terrified.”
29. “Please, don’t give up on me.”
30. “When are you going to realize that I don’t care?”
31. “I may be an idiot but I’m your idiot.”
32. “When you love someone, you just don’t stop. Ever. Even when people roll their eyes or call you crazy… even then. Specially then!”
33. “Fuck…I feel I’ve been hit by a car.”
34. “Those things you said yesterday… Did you mean them?”
35. “I know that you have reached a decision, but given that it is a stupid ass decision I have elected to ignore it”
36. “i;m tired of being your secret.”
37. “They always make shower sex sound so appealing, but honestly it seems quite dangerous.”
38. “Do you ever think if people heard our conversations they’d lock us up?”
39. “Let me tell you exactly where in hell you can go.”
40.“Who gave you that black eye?!”
41. “After everything you did, you’re asking ME to apologize for snapping at you ONCE?”
42. “I miss her so damn much, and it’s killing me that she’s gone!”
43. “What the hell are you doing here?! I told you I never wanted to see you again!”
44. “It must be hard with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line.”
45. “Are you drunk?”
46. “I’m sorry, what were you saying? I keep getting lost in your eyes”
47. “You got her pregnant?! What were you thinking?”
48. “It’s OK baby, I’m here for you.”
49. “You say the nastiest things when you’re angry, so yes, I’m walking away from you now.
50. “I’m starting an idiot jar. Any time you do or say anything idiotic, you have to put at least a dollar in it—more depending on how stupid the thing that you said or did was.”
51. “My parents asked about you.”
52.“Oh, gosh, you’ve insulted me! What ever shall I do? I’ll be mentally and emotionally scared for years!”
53. “You haven’t even touched your food. What’s going on?”
54. “Do you need me to get anything from the store?”
55. “They say I’m in here because I’m crazy, I think I’m crazy because I’m in here.”
56. “You’re hurting me, let me go.”
57. “If you don’t want to talk about what happened, then say so. Don’t just lie and say it’s fine.”
58. “I was going to kiss him, but then my friend texted me about going to Taco Bell, and, well, there’s this cashier that works there who is way cuter, so I bailed on the rest of the date.”
59. “Don’t say you love me.”
60. “It’s a hobby of mine to prove you wrong.”