the day i cry a million tears

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i. weight of living, pt. ii - bastille | “it all crept up on you. in the night, it got you and plagued your mind. it plagues your mind. every day that passes, faster than the last did, and you’ll be old soon, you’ll be old. do you like the person you’ve become under the weight of living?”
ii. alone - halsey | “but if you ask why i’m distant, oh, i’m runnin’ away. you know, everywhere i go, i got a million different people tryna kick it, but i’m still alone in my mind.”
iii. unbroken - birdy | “sometimes the tears we cry are more than any heart can take. we hurt, just keep it inside. small wonder that it starts to break.“

iv. long nights - eddie vedder | “long nights allow me to feel i’m falling, i am falling. the lights go out, let me feel i’m falling, i am falling safely to the ground.”
v. what do i know - ed sheeran | “we could change this whole world with a piano, add a bass, some guitar, grab a beat and away we go […] i’ll be sitting here with a song that i wrote, sayin’ love could change the world in a moment, but what do i know?”
vi. we all want love - rihanna |“i can pretend that i’m not lonely, but i’ll be constantly fooling myself. i can pretend that it don’t matter, but i’ll be sitting here lying to myself. and some say love ain’t worth the buck, but i’ll give my last dime to have what i’ve only been dreaming about.” 
vii. the cure - lady gaga | “so baby tell me yes and i will give you everything. i will be right by your side. if i can’t find the cure, i’ll, i’ll fix you with my love. no matter what you know, i’ll, i’ll fix you with my love. and if you say you’re okay, i’m gonna heal you anyway. promise i’ll always be there, promise i’ll be the cure.”
viii. low - lauren aquilina |  “been shut down one too many times, i’m embedded in the ground. these critics don’t know how to lie. i just wish i could mute all their mouths.”
ix. eraser - ed sheeran | “i used to think that nothing could be better than touring the world with my songs. i chased the picture perfect life; i think they painted it wrong. i think that money is the root of all evil, and fame is hell. relationships and hearts you fixed, they break as well. and ain’t nobody wanna see you down in the dumps, because you’re living your dream, man, this shit should be fun. please know that i’m not trying to preach like i’m reverend run. i beg you, don’t be disappointed with the man i’ve become.”

“You…um…you weren’t supposed to look in there.”

Nursey jumped at the sound of Dex’s voice, and tried not to look guilty. He shouldn’t feel guilty, he’d only opened Dex’s sock drawer.

And found a ring box

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Valentine's Day special + Hinata, Tendou and Iwaizumi ♥

I feel like I wrote it just, because I wanted to write something for my favourite characters. You’re welcome.


Hinata Shouyou 

‘’Okay guys, we do as we established before. When s/o comes through the gym door, we turn the light on and then Hinata confesses. No one laughs, no one talks. You are just smiling like nice and supportive teammates - you are. Understood?’’ Koushi stated, smiling kindly at every one of them, but something about the way his face twisted was saying that refusal would do them nothing good. So they all nodded happily, already regretting coming to the school that day. 

Tsukishima was fuming inside, not being able to throw any snarky remark, because of his vice-captain earlier threat, that if one of them destroys Hinata’s special day - they will be met with terrible consequences. 

Kageyama didn’t understand the situation at all, going along with the plan and avoiding his growing disappointed, caused by the declination of practice. 

Tanaka and Nishinoya..were just themselves, stressing the poor orange head more and more as the seconds passed by. 

Asahi just sighed. 

‘’This is going to be a disaster.’’ However, the door opened, revealing their captain - Sawamura Daichi. 

‘’I saw her! Turn the lights off and get your shit together! You better do it right! H-HINATA STOP CRYING!’’ They did as they were told, giving Hinata some tissues as he slowly caught his breath. He was finally ready. After two long minutes, a crack of the door was heard in the whole gym and then it was thrown open. Shouyou, who couldn’t stand the pressure, closed his eyes and hold the red rose in front of his shaking figure. Soon the lights were on and it was the time for the final words. 

‘’I-I really liKE YOU! WILL YOU GO OUT WITH ME?!’’ He screamed at the top of his lungs, with his eyes still tightly closed. Everything around him was dead silent and he couldn’t tell whether it was good or bad. In the end, he decided to open one of his eyes to see your - probably stunned - reaction. He wasn’t prepared for what he saw. 

His coach was looking at him with raised eyebrows, before his palm met his forehead as the snickers of his teammates filled his ears. 

‘’Well, I appreciate your feelings Hinata, but I think we do not..eh..belong with each other. Try again in the future.’’ When these words left Keishin’s mouth, small tears gathered in the corners of his eyes. Everyone stopped making noises for a second and then Hinata erupted. 

‘‘I-I tried so hard! I was confessing everyday to my mirror just to say it right! And now my chances are gone! S/o will never go out with me, I can just die in a hole!’’ He wailed, hot tears running down his cheeks one by one, imitating waterfall. 

And when Sugawara wanted to hug the death out of Hinata, allowing him to cry on his shoulder and ensure that he will have millions of chances, your head popped out behind Ukai’s back. 

‘’Thanks Shou-kun, it means a lot to me. Let’s go out!’’ And that was the time, the small, overwhelmed with emotions crown - fainted. Happy and satisfied, just to be sure. 

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Tendou Satori 

‘’Hi s/o! What a beautiful day, isn’t it?’’

‘’What do you want Satori?’’ You replied to his greeting with an ugly frown and unsettling feeling in your empty stomach.

‘’So harsh! Why do you assume I want something?’’ He gasped theatrically, squeezing his shirt in the place of the heart. Acting obviously, wasn’t his strongest point, he should just stick to the volleyball. No offense.

‘’Don’t try to lie, we’ve known each other for years, idiot. You always want something. It’s as obvious as the fact that we will die.’’ Ignoring his opening mouth, you went to your destination - hoping he would not follow you, but he did shortly after. 

‘’So depressing, I feel like we are kids again! And it’s not true, you can’t just assume that whenever I talk to you I need a favor! But this time I really need something.’’ Yeah, his smile announced something bad or even worse. 

‘’Shoot while I’m still listening. And make it quick.’’

‘’So, Valentine’s Day will be soon and I thought it would be nice if you go out with me.’’ He asked, giving you a sincere smile at which you frowned even harder. That was rather unexpected. He? Interested in you?

‘’To where?’’ You asked, groaning internally. He was a very puzzling person, who could be not only annoying, but also unbearable especially in the morning. And not to mention you were short-tempered. It explained everything tbh. 

‘’Restauration. And a walk. Or first walk and th–’’

‘’No.’’ You interrupted him angrily - rejecting his offer, but for a different reason that he thought you did. 

‘’Oh..-’’ His face twisted in the pained expression, not visible for ordinary people to see, but since you were his friend for a long time - you knew him pretty well. ‘’Okay, then.’’ He turned to walk away from you, but you quickly caught his wrist in your warm hand. 

‘’But-’’ You hold onto his slightly trembling fingers now. ‘’We can go to my or your place, watch stupid videos and movies and talk shit about people. What do you think?’’ He smirked.

‘’Marry me.’’

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Iwaizumi Hajime

Your first two lessons ended pretty quickly, but a lunch break was nicely welcomed, anyway. After standing up from your seat, you stretched legs and headed towards Oikawa’s class, because of his previous invitation to eat with him and Iwaizumi. In a normal situation you would decline and spend time with your own friends, but the fact that Hajime was there made the decision for you.

When you finally saw them sitting next to each other and fighting heatedly, but rather silently - you only smiled at them, ignoring the painful throbbing in your chest upon seeing your crush. 

What do people tend to say? You only live once, yes? Well, no - it’s bullshit. You still were stressing yourself over and felt like you were dying. Every thought hurt not only mentally, but also physically, however, you promised Oikawa to spend time with them and keeping your promises was a priority in your life.

‘’Hey guys!’’ They immediately stopped talking (poor Tooru, silenced with the hit in the stomach), after they saw your approaching form. You smiled and they smiled back, but on the brunet’s face it looked more like a grimace. 

‘’H-hey s/o-chan! Sit next to Iwaizumi!’’ He stumbled, pointing at the empty seat beside his very flustered teammate. 

‘’Okay, is there something wrong? You were arguing just a minute ago.’’ Your curiosity got the best of you as always. 

‘’Ah! Iwa-chan has been just bitter, because I didn’t mention you were coming!’’ He joked, looking kind of better than he was. Although, his words stung just a little bit. 

‘’I can leave if you..’’ You looked at Iwaizumi, trying your hardest not to frown, but despite your greatest fears his face didn’t show anger like you expected, but astonishment. 

‘’N-nO! I WAS JUST SURPRISED, THAT’S ALL!’’ He bowed slightly. ‘’Please stay with us, sorry.’’ His nervousness made you laugh and remember why you fell for him once again. It’s so hard to resist such a precious person.

‘’Thanks! Sorry for misunderstanding!’’

The rest of the break went smoothly, well almost. Life just didn’t want to leave you alone and let you be happy even for one day. One freaking day.

’Soooo—-S/o-chan! Iwa-chan has an important question to ask you! He’s been thinking about it for a while now and I couldn’t stand it anymore!’’ Oikawa laughed loudly, showing how proud of himself, he was, but he was the only content on in your group. Your mind sank into stress again and Iwaizumi’s face showed terrifying, or even devilish furiousness. 

‘’What are you talking about, you jerk?’’ He uttered, which sounded more like a promise to kill and that nasty glare he sent Oikawa confirmed your thoughts.

’Oh, don’t be so shy! He wanted to ask you out, of course!’’ Let’s just say you stopped breathing.

‘’What the fuck? That’s not true! I would neve–’’ And then he looked at your face, twisted in a great sadness with glittering tears in your eyes. It wasn’t the fact that your crush wasn’t interested in you, you were aware of it, but the whole situation was completely humiliating to you and disappearing from their eyes and avoiding them forever was a rather great idea.

‘’Iwa-chan!’’ Tooru screamed, what was only a fainted sound for your running form. You hoped to never see any on those two again.

‘’Wait!’’ Someone, who you assumed was Iwaizumi shouted, but you ignored him. ‘’Waitt, dammit!’’ Thanks to his athlete build, he managed to run up to you and caught your wrist.

’Leave me alone!’’

‘’I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it!’’ He apologized, but you were having none of it.

‘’Yeah, right.’’

‘’I LIKE YOU, OKAY?’’ Your eyes widened and you finally looked at him, only to see he was avoiding your gaze. ‘’I do, really. I wanted to ask you out, but not in front of that stupid shi–I mean Oikawa. I know I treated you like an asshole just a second ago, but I hope you can look past it and I don’t know, give me a chance?’’ And then your eyes meet and the only thing you registered was nodding your head and his warm lips on your forehead.

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Everything I Wanted Was You Kyle Spencer x Reader

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Request: @shellscreams​ :  I would like a Kyle Spencer imagine please love the last two you wrote xx

Description: This is an imagine where you and Kyle are together and he dies and you have to deal with that and don’t worry there is a very happy ending.

Author’s Note: I would like to say thank you to @shellscreams​ for requesting this! I am so sorry if this isn’t you wanted. Also requests are always open so don’t be shy XOXO

2013

It was cool windy Saturday in the middle of Spetember. School had just started for me at Tulane University in New Orleans. I was a senior and had been in total bliss for the past three years. The reason? Kyle Spencer my amazing boyfriend. He was a frat boy and I was a frat girl. My fraternity was having a party tonight at the Zeta Kappa Mu house, aka my fraternity. Yes it was very popular for someone from our fraternitys to get together. I didn’t care it was fate for us to meet. It all happened when I was walking on campus on my first day at school and some jerk approached me.

2010

“Hey sugar! You want some of this?” this college boy asked as he started running towards me.

“No thank you.” I said trying to make him go away.

“Awwww. Don’t be like that baby. I just want to have some fun!”

“Well you better scram before my..” I hesitated and blurted out the first thing that came into my head,” boyfriend comes to meet me!”

“Oh really? Where is this so called boyfriend?”

“I just said that he was meeting me here soon.” I said getting annoyed that the guy wouldn’t go away. He started to approach me and I backed away. He got closer to me and grabbed my wrist.

“HEY! Get off of me!” I yelled.

“I thought you had a boyfriend.”He said. But little did I know that a boy heard the whole thing an decided to stop it before it went any farther.

“She does.” The boy said. I turned my head away from the from the college student and looked at the boy who saved my life. My (Eye Color) eyes met his dark brown eyes.

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“I think you should get your hands off my girlfriend mister.” The boy said. The college guy then released his grip on my wrist and the boy wrapped his arm around my waist protectively.

“Like I told you, you better scram you know now since my boyfriend is here.” I said confidentley. The college guy looked at who had his arm around me and ran for his life.

The boy released his arm from my waist when we couldn’t see the jerk anymore.

“Thank you for doing that. I really appreciate that.” I said looking at the ground rubbing my arm.

“Hey don’t mention it. I can’t help myself from saving someone espically if it is a beautiful girl like yourself.” You immediatley blush at his compliment and look up in his eyes. “Kyle, by the way.” Kyle held at his hand and you took it.

“(Y/N)” You reply shaking his hand.

“Beautiful. Just like you.” Kyle responds. I chuckle lightly at his flirt. “What do you say we go and get a coffee?”

“I would love that.” I say. Kyle takes my hand and holds it. We walk to the coffe shop on camous, hands in hand. Ever since then we have been in love.

2013

Tonight Kyle and his frat brothers were coming to the party tonight. I was excited to see him because he just got back from a school trip for football. Yes I texted him if his team won adn he texted back saying that they killed the other team. Once I read the text I decided that we would have a party in celebration for their win as soon as they came back. They arrived early this morning so I sent out party invitations to everyone. Apparently the new of having a party reached outside the campus and reached to the movie star Madison Montegomery. I one-hundred percent believe that someone tweeted it and it got around EVERYWHERE. I wasn’t upset that more people were coming, I was actually happy. That means that I could show off to more people about how great my boyfriend is.

I started to get ready at eight o’clock since the party started at nine and supposedly to end at midnight but I doubt it. I got finished changing into my (Favorite Color) dress and went down the stairs to finish decorating. I hung up the red and blue disco lights and the ice sculpture of God knows what. It was about nine o’clock when people started flooding which was good. This party was much bigger but it is okay the more the merrier. I saw some guy name Chad enter with packages of beer which I didn’t really care unless underage people were drinking it. I just let it slide because I was too busy trying to watch when Kyle’s limo bus was going to arrive.

It was a good ten minutes of me just waiting until a big black bus arrived on the curb infront of the house. I got so excited and decided to wait for about five minutes becasue I knew that Kyle was giving his brothers the chat about public parties Do’s and Don’ts. That is one of the reasons why I loved his personality so much was because he was respectful and a gentlemen. I always had great respect for him because ever since hurricane Katrina he had been providing for his single mother.

Kyle finally came running out of his bus with his brothers yelling “ Kappa Lambda Gamma” which was their fraternity. He saw me sitting on the step waiting for him to arrive and he immediatley ran to me. Once I had seen what he was doing I started to run to him. We meet in the middle and he engulfed me in his arms picking me up.

“I missed you so much baby.” Kyle said sounding out of breath. He placed me down, removing his head from the crook in my neck, he looked at me and oushed back my hair that had been messed up in this form of affection.

“I missed you so much too Kyle.” I said. He smiled and put his hand around the back of my neck and leaned in. His lips met mine and we started to make out in the middle of the lawn. It lasted a long time of just us letting our emotions out.

“What is that speech that you always tell your frat brothers? Isn’t public embarrasment apart of that? So wouldn’t kissing your girlfriend infront of everyone apart of that?” I ask jokingly.

“Shut up.”Kyle said laughing while putting his arm around my shoulders bringing me closer to his chest.

“I love you.” I said.

“I love you too.” He said kissing my cheek. He brought me to the couch and sat me down. “I am going to go get us some drinks okay.”

“Okay.” He leaned down and kissed my forehead. Once he left I looked towards the front door and I saw Madison Montegomery and I guess her friend. I was totally shocked that she came. I mean seriously a stupid frat college party? I thought that was too D-list for ‘celebrities. Again I didn’t mind that she was here. I just hope that her attitude doesn’t get the best of her.

Kyle soon comes back with two red cups and smiles at me.

“Here is a Coca-Cola for the lady.” He said and handed it to me while sitting next to me on the couch and putting his arm around me pulling me closer ot him.

“Why thank you.” I said to Kyle with a smile on my face,”Okay so you HAVE to tell me all about your football game please?” i said pouting in a begging form.

“Okay all right since you asked so politely. Well we obviously won. It was fourty-two to four and so we basically creamed them majorly.”

“Obviously,” I said but then Kyle was interrupted by the girl that entered in with Madison Montegomery approached us.

“Excuse me, I am so sorry to bother you but I can’t find my friend Madison Montegomery. I have looked everywhere and I can’t find her can you please help me?”

“Yes of course.” Kyle and I said.

“Let’s look upstairs to see if she might have accidentally found her way up here.” I said. We started to open up all the doors until we came to last on eand we opened it and found Madison and Kyle’s frat brothers. We looked around and realized that they were all takign turns raping Madison adn taking pictures even Kyles best friend Archie was in on it. Kyle was furious.

“WHAT ARE YOU GUYS DOING? GIVE ME THE PHONE ARCHIE!” Kyle screamed. I had never seen him so mad in our entire relationship.

“NO KYLE! I am not giving you my phone so you can just delete the videos and pictures.”Archie said. Kyle started to run after Archie trying to retrieve his phone so he could not only delete it but so that he could beat him up for doing this. The girl who asked for Kyle and I’s help started to wake Madison up so she could walk downstairs and leave. I started to run after Kyle. I got to the front door and I saw all of the frat brothers and Kyle running into the bus. Then it started to drive off so I ran after it.

Madison and her friend weren’t that far behind when all of a sudden the buss flipped over and crashed. I saw it all happen and I fell to my knees crying. Once I had gotten the courage to get up I ran over to the flipped over bus and pried open the doors. I looked around and I saw Kyle, lying there in pieces. I rushed over to him and brought his chest and head close to my body and kissed him, over and over again.

“NOOOO KYLE! WHY DID YOU HAVE TO DIE?”I yelled. I brought my head closer to his ear and whispered.”Everything I wanted was you. I love you so much. Why did you have to leave me? We were supposed to grow old together. I love you.” i finally got up and started to get up and walk away. Once that I had left the bus there was blood all over me. I started to cry and I ran back to the frat house which was empty probably due to everyone hearing the crash, getting scared and running.

I closed the door and locked it. I collapsed to the floor crying knewing that I was never going to get my happy ending with Kyle. I went upstairs, took a shower and cried myself to sleep knowing that there was never going to be a day with Kyle or so I thought.

The Next Day

I woke up and decided to go visit Kyles mom to see how she was doing with the news about Kyle. I got dressed and drove over to his house that i had been over a million times. I knocked on the door and Mrs. Spencer opened the door with a tear stained face.

“Mrs. Spencer? It’s me (Y/N).” I said knowing that she would remember me as Kyles girlfriend.

“Oh yes (Y/N), please come in.” She opened the screen door and welcomed me into her house. After I had entered seh had engulfed me into in a hug and the waterworks started to fall from my face. I pulled away and Mrs. Spencer gave me a tissue and I whispered out a ‘Thank you.’

“I came to see how you were doing.” I said looking into her eyes and seeing that she was so upset. She should be she just lost her son.

“Thank you for doing that (Y/N). I really do appreciate it. I think out of all the girls Kyle has brought home, you have always and will forever be my favorite.”

“Thank you. I know how difficult it must be losing you only son espically since you husband passed away. I just wanted to let you know that I am here for you. If you need someone to talk to please just call me and I will be there.” I said letting her know that she won’t go through this alone.

“Thank you so much. It means a lot to know that even though Kyle isn’t here that you will continue to be apart of this familly and I am forever thankful for you. Anyways I have something to show you. Kyle had all this stuff that he had for you in a bag so I feel like I should give it to you, even though he won’t”

“Okay.” I followed her to Kyle’s room and she opened the doors to his closet and bent down to get the bag. It was a large paper bag filled high with stuff. She handed it to me and I carried it and sat down on his bed and started to unpack it. “I hope you don’t mind that I am unpacking it here.”

“Oh no! Please go ahead. I wanted to know what was always in there so I hope you don’t mind that I am watching you open it.”

“Of course not.” I started unpacking and while I was unpacking I realized that these were presents for our upcoming anniversary of three years. I took out the first thing and it was a scrapbook filled with pictures of me and Kyle and little love notes he wrote. I sat there crying knowing that this must have taken him months to put together and he never got a chance to give it to me. The second thing I took out was a shirt that said “Watch Out Boys This Girl Is Taken By This Guy” and it had a picture of Kyle winking on the back. I laughed remembering his funny humor. There was only one thing left and I couldn’t believe my eyes. It was a small red box. I took it out and started to cry knowing what it is. I opened the box and found a small diamond enagagment ring inside.

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I showed it to Mrs. Spencer and she started to cry her eyes out.

“I always knew that was a question he was wondering about when he was going to ask. I guess he was going to ask on your three year anniversary.” she said. I put my hands over my eyes and cried even harder. I put the ring on my left finger in a way of saying yes to his question.

After that I bid Mrs. Spencer a goodbye and then walked out of the house. I was walking to my car that was a couple houses down. While I was walking I could have sworn that I saw that girl that Kyle and I helped from yesterday approach Mrs. Spencer’s house with her holding someone up. I ignored it knowing that it was just my mind playing tricks on me. I walked to my car and got in. I just sat for a long time looking at my engagement ring and crying. I eventually stopped and drove back to my frat house. I walked in and went upstairs to my room and locked the door.

A Couple Months Later

It has been a couple months since Kyle died and I couldn’t have felt more alone. Sometimes if I went out I would think that I would see him and the minute I blinked he was gone. Other than that I haven’t left my room. I miss him everyday. There is nothing that can replace him. I haven’t felt love, compassion, or happiness since he died. I wish he would come back.

Today I was forced to leave my room saying that I had a visitor at the door. I went downstairs and opened the door to find the girl that Kyle and I helped all those months ago.

“What do you want?” I ask with tears starting to fall from my eyes.

“I just want to show you something. Please come with me.” She said.

“Why should I go anywhere with you? I don’t even know your name!” I say

“Okay. My name is Zoe Benson.” Zoe said.

“You think just because you said that I am going to go with you?!” I said.

“Okay, fine! If you won’t come with me then just promise me that you will come to the cafe downtown. Please.” She begged.

“Alright I’ll be there. What time?” I asked.

“Just be there at noon. Okay?”

“Okay.”

“Thank you.”

“Do I need to bring anything?” I asked.

“Just bring yourself.” She said.

“Okay. Bye.” I said. Zoe waved a goodbye back to me. I was so confused. Why out of all the people on Earth does she have to come back? I went upstairs and got dressed. I looked at the clock and saw that it was eleven fourty. I exited the house and went to the driveway to my car. I got in and started to drive downtown to the coffee shop. I looked for a parking space near where Zoe was standing. I got out of the car and locked it. I walked over to her.

“So why am I meeting you here?” I asked.

“You are meeting me here because I have a surprise for you inside.” Zoe said.

“If it’s a guy then I am not interested.” I said and then I walked in.

“I don’t think so. Well at least not with this guy.” She said. I walked around trying to find out what she was talking about. I finally understood when my eyes met his. The same dark brown I fell in love with. I ran over to him with tears coming down my face. I ran into his arms and he held me close. I pulled back my head and started to pepper his face in kisses. I finally ended with his lips. There was all of my emotions, his emotions intertwined into this form of affection. He let me down and pulled out my chair for me to sit down.

“Kyle! How are you back?” I asked with tears running down my face.

“(Y/N), I know you aren’t going to believe me when I say this but please do.” I nodded my head in response.”Okay well I died you saw me. Zoe and Madison went to the hospital and retrived my body parts and sewed me together. Another thing is that they are witches. There is a whole coven of them okay. So I was crazy and I couldn’t speak. I was a lot like Frankenstein. It was a long time before I could speak. But then their supreme Fiona Goode fixed me. She did something to me where i could speak properly. I guess you coudl say she brought me back to normal. So I remembered all about you. I had never forgotten about you, I just didn’t have all the details. But I called for you and then Zoe decided that it was best if I came back now and so I did. That is where that story ended.” He said looking into my eyes.

“I don’t care how you came to be here. I am just glad that you are here with me. Kyle, you’re all I have you’re all I want.” I said and he just looked at me emotionless and then he smiled and leaned over to kiss me on the lips.

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I put my hand on his cheek and he stopped kissing me and looked at my hand.

“Oh sorry. I forgot that my hand is probably is cold. Sorry.” I said.

“No it isn’t that.” He pulled my left hand towards his and at my ring finger. “You said yes?”Kyle asked.

“Of course I did Kyle. I love you with all my heart. I want to spend the rest of my life with you unless you don’t want to anymore.” I said looking down.

“Hey,” Kyle said putting his fingers underneath my chin and lifting my head up so I looked at him in the eyes,”I want to start off where we left off. I want to be with you. I want to call you my wife. I love you.” He said.

“I love you too.” I said. I am so happy that Zoe brought him back. I couldn’t ask for anything better. After that Kyle and I started to plan for our wedding. It was perfect. Now we are living in total bliss and there isn’t anything I could ask for more. I love him and he loves me.

BTS Reaction to you having a bad day

Anon Requested: Can I have BTS reaction when their s/o goes home with a really sad face, she doesn’t say anything, she just slowly walks to them, hugs them real tight and cries (she had a bad day, like all of the things she tried out hard to finish, turned out to be a mess)? Thank you!

Sorry if some of these are similar but I hope this is what you were looking for!


Jungkook: Jungkook wouldn’t know what to say. You were fairly always happy when you came home so to see you sad and wrap your arms around him all he could do was stare down at you. He’d wrap his arms around you holding you while you cried, he’d quietly shush you telling you everything was going to be fine come tomorrow. 

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Taehyung: Taehyung wouldn’t really know what to say or do, of course he would wrap his arms around you when you hugged him but the words he wanted to ask were caught in his throat. He’d want to ask what’s wrong but stayed silent as you tightened your arms around him.

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Jimin: He’d automatically rush up to you when he saw the tears already welling up in your eyes. He’d ask a million questions, “What’s wrong?” “Did someone say something to you?” and “Who do I need to punch.” Jimin was super protective over you so seeing you so upset only upset him.

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Hoseok: “What happened?” He’d say opening his arms for you. You’d rush into them and immediately start to cry mumbling about how bad your day had been. Hoseok would kiss the top of your head and whisper to you how today is over and tomorrow will be better. He’d urge you to relax by pulling you towards the bedroom so you can fall asleep.

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Namjoon: Namjoon would rub your back as you cried, your day was horrible from start to finish and you just needed to vent to him. You were crying and crying and as a way to divert yourself from your bad day you asked about his. “Uh, It’s not time for me to brag about my day.”

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Yoongi: The moment you walked in upset he was already pissed. “What happen? Was it work? Is it your boss again?” He’d pull you to the couch to allow you to sit by him while he slid an arm around your waist pulling you closer to him and having your head rest on his shoulder. “Do I need to talk to someone? I will jagi, just say the word and I’ll march down there.”

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Jin: “Listen baby,” Jin started as you plopped down on your bed you two shared. “I know today may seem like the end of the world but it’s not. Tomorrow will be better, I promise you that.” His hand on your back was soothing to you and you felt your tired tear dried eyes slowly drooping, you drifting off into a deep sleep.

Originally posted by bangtanjaemi

Imagine Chris coming home early for your birthday.

A/N: My loves, this is a piece for all the birthday babies. Special shoutout to @shadowprincess0218 who requested a imagine for her birthday, here you go. Happy birthday, hun! Hope you have a wonderful, fantastic day. X

You strolled home from Magnolia Bakery with your phone against your ear and a paper box containing your favorite chocolate cupcake in your hand. You were on the phone with your boyfriend, Chris, who was in his home away from home in California due to work commitments. His job and its constant need to take him away from you didn’t bother you until it came to things like birthdays and anniversaries and holidays; those were the times that made you miss him the most. His absence made the day seem like just another day, which was why you declined when your friends wanted to take you out to dinner to celebrate.

“I wish you were here,” you told Chris and he smiled. “I don’t even care if we just eat cake and watch TV, I just want you to be next to me.” You used your shoulder to hold the phone against your ear so you could start picking at your cupcake. “You, me, Dodger-” you murmured with your mouth full, “that’s all I need.”

Little did you know that Chris was actually sitting on your apartment doorstep with a bouquet of roses in his hand and a small black box in his jacket pocket. He’d been planning to propose for a while- two and half years he’d been together with you, he didn’t want to wait any longer considering he knew six months in that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you.

He had planned quite a few times to pop the question but nothing ever seemed perfect enough for someone as special as you. He finally decided to just do it when you subtly reassured him that you didn’t care how he did it because as long as it was him asking, that was that mattered. It was thanks to his mom, actually, that you found out he was thinking about proposing. A week ago, while you were having lunch with Lisa and she let slip he was stalling because he couldn’t think of the ‘perfect’ way to propose. You were touched because it was kind of cute; you always knew Chris was the kind of guy who wanted the perfect proposal memory. But you were also impatient because it could have been another two and a half years before he figured out the perfect way to propose, so you nudged him along. You had no idea the nudge took him to today.

It’d been a whole month since he last saw you and his heart skipped a beat when he did. You turned the corner, looking as beautiful as ever in something as simple as a soft grey sweater, blue jeans, and black thigh high boots; his breath hitched in his throat and he smiled. He took a deep breath and got to his feet, straightening his brown suede jacket as he descended from the stairs. His heart started to pound against his chest; his hand tightened around the bouquet and he patted the small bulge in his jacket pocket. This was it, he was going to do it. He chuckled as he watched you; you were too engrossed with your cupcake to realize the one person you wanted to see was standing not thirty feet away from you.

“It’s a little difficult to book a last minute flight for dogs,” he told you and your eyes narrowed at the echoey effect. “But it’s not so bad for humans.” He chuckled softly, holding up one hand to give you a small wave when you looked up. “Hey, I have to go.” You let out a breathy chuckle of disbelief, smiling so wide that your cheeks hurt. “I just saw the love of my life walk up,” he said into the phone then hung up.

“Chris!” You ran towards him, dropping your cake as you threw your arms around his neck. He laughed and picked you up and spun you in a circle. “Oh my God,” you felt your eyes welled in your eyes and you buried your face in the crook of his neck. “I’ve missed you so much.”

“I’ve missed you too, beautiful.” He let out a satisfied sigh, clutching onto you tightly. “God, it is so good to see you.” He squeezed you as tightly as you squeezed him, neither of you wanted to let go because the past month seemed like an eternity. “Phone calls and FaceTime sessions will never make up for this.”

“Never leave me again.” You told him and both of you chuckled softly because it was an impossible request; as happy as you were, you knew he couldn’t stay for long. “I can’t believe you’re here,” you told him as you started to pull away. “Thank you, baby.” You said when you took the bouquet he was holding out for you. “These are beautiful. You just made my birthday a thousand times better,” you pecked him on the lips, smiling.

“Only a thousand?” He asked with a smile and you chuckled because you didn’t realize he was using that as a segway to pop the big question. “I was actually hoping to make it a million times better.” He told you, slipping his hand into his jacket pocket as he descended down on one knee.

“Oh my God,” you breathed.

“There will never be a perfect time, or a perfect way to propose.” He began, flipping the little box open to reveal a breathtaking diamond ring; from the looks of it, Chris followed the three month’s salary rule which was insane considering who he was and what he did for a job. “But,” he paused for effect, his smile widening as he took your left hand in his. “There is a perfect person for everyone and you, my love, you’re mine.”

“Chris,” your voice quivered out of excitement and nerves.

“Shhh,” he chuckled, pressing one finger to his lips. “I wanted a Disney World proposal but I’m doing it on your doorstep instead, the least you can do is let me make my speech.” He joked and you chuckled, pressing your lips together to show you were going to shut it. “Okay, where was I? Yes, um-” he cleared his throat, catching his train of thought. “I know it’s ridiculous and you may think I’m just saying it for the sake of the romance, but- I knew when I met you that we were going somewhere. You were like this light that wouldn’t stop shining on my life, even the darkest days felt bright with you in it. The past two and a half years have been both an absolute dream and utter hell for me,” he said and your eyes narrowed in confusion; he chuckled softly and explained. “Because you’re amazing and I love every second with you, but it’s also been a long one million three hundred and fourteen thousand seconds to get to this moment. If I could’ve,” his voice quivered as tears welled in his eyes, “I would’ve proposed after our first date.”

“Just ask me already,” you urged, laughing to stop yourself from crying.

“Will you marry me?” He asked, smiling.

“Yes,” you nodded.

He smiled and slipped the ring onto your finger before getting up off the ground to wrap his arms around you and draw you in for the kiss of a lifetime. It felt as though all the stars aligned that night and no birthday was ever going to top this one. Chris broke the kiss and hugged you tightly, you smiled and held up your hand in front of the both of you to admire the ring.

“This is possibility one of the most impractical things you’ve ever bought,” you told him and he chuckled softly, pressing a soft kiss on the side of your head. “Like I love it, it’s beautiful. I mean- don’t get me wrong. I’m very, very impressed with the ring-”

“Then just kiss me and shut up,” he chuckled.

“But,” you continued and he groaned, feigning annoyance; you chuckled. “We could’ve used the money to buy that beautiful house we saw a few months ago, have somewhere we can call ours instead of yours or mine. I mean- yeah, I have my place and you have yours but- don’t you want somewhere we can call ours?” You didn’t know if you were making sense but from the look on Chris’ face, you knew he understood what you meant. “You get it, right?”

“Yeah,” he nodded. “But you get my job, right? I can afford to buy both, which is kind of what I did.” You narrowed your eyes in confusion as he pulled away from you. He reached into his pocket, pulling out a set of brand new keys. “Remember your dream house?” Your jaw dropped and you held out your hand excitedly, he chuckled and placed them in the palm of your hand. “Well, it just became a reality.”

anonymous asked:

How would the band react if you got in an argument so bad with them you started crying

The last time I cried was the day that Trump was elected and the day after but before that, I hadn’t cried in like four years.


Murdoc Niccals:

  • The two of you had been arguing for the smallest things recently and it was starting to get on your nerves. 
  • You had gotten so agitated and your anger started to bowl so much that you ended up slapping him across the face with tears running down your face. 
  • Murdoc knew he fucked up so as soon as everything calmed down, he had to find you. 
  • He found you crying against the bathroom door. He grabbed you and held you for what felt like hours and whispered a million sorry’s. 

Stuart Pot (2D): 

  • 2D was annoyed at Murdoc and when he got to your house, he barely spoke to you which kind of made you mad.
  • After asking him what was wrong, he looked at you with most annoyed look and told you to shut up and not worry about it. 
  • You had defended yourself and argued back but he managed to get you so mad you told him to fuck off and leave with tears running down your face.  
  • He felt so bad that he chased after you and hugged you telling you that he was so sorry and he shouldn’t have done that. 

Russel Hobbs: 

  • He was trying to learn a new song and you had been watching a video on his bed.
  • You had been giggling and Russel hadn’t realized that you were watching a video and assumed you were flirting with someone. 
  • He told you that if you wanted to cheat on him, to leave. Russel was very soft spoken so when he yelled at you, tears started to well up. 
  • After realizing that he was wrong, he brought you into a hug and told you he was extremely sorry for yelling at you. 

Noodle: 

  • You had went over to the studio to see what Noodle was doing but she had been busy learning a new song so you started to hang out with Murdoc. 
  • He had been telling you stories of when Noodle was little and Noodle didn’t realize that and assumed you were flirting with him.
  • She started being rash and told you that if you liked being with Murdoc so much that you should just date him instead. That triggered you into having a screaming match with her and you ended up telling her to fuck off. 
  • When she seen you crying, all the anger she had towards you was gone. She felt like an asshole so she bought you your favorite food and apologized profusely until you forgave her. 

okay but fr. if you have not watched one day at a time, please do so immediately. it’s a show that deals with topics like sexism, sexuality, mental illness, trauma, deportation/immigration, and a million and one fucking other things in a way that is perfect and pushing boundaries. it is the only show to date that makes me TEAR UP just thinking about it because i feel that close to the characters and storylines so please hop on netflix and binge it right now and come to me and cry with me about it when you’re done.

So Close

Pairing: Sebastian X Reader

Words: 860

Warnings: ANGST!!

Anon asked “Can you write a Sebastian x reader imagine where the reader goes to surprise Seb in Atlanta for filming and she waits in his trailer and he walks into his trailer and is kissing his costar or something like that??? I don’t condone cheating and I think anybody who does it is so low but I’ve been having that in my head all day and I love your writing.”

A/N: Fourth/final part of So Far. Hope you guys like it!

Tagging: @bluebrrn @katrineemeg @theassetseyeliner @cathvenger @barbidollash  @yesixoxo @audasia25 @themistsofmyavalon @mizzzpink @hollycornish @sanjariti

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I'll post this on ao3 later

I didn’t make the plot line up! The idea goes to the respected creator I just took my own spin on it.

Betty happily crept up the stairs and slowly opened Veronica’s bedroom door. It was dark, she could see the outline of the raven haired girl lying down. She tip toed over to the bed and slid next to her, placing a hand on the smaller girls waist.
“Hey love bug!” Betty kissed the tip of her nose. Veronica looked indifferent through the moon light and turned away from her girlfriend.
“Please go away…” she mumbled through her pillow. Betty’s heart sunk, she scooted closer trying to nuzzle the neck of the other girl.
“Woah what’s wrong?” Betty backed off and furrowed her eyebrows.
“Nothing. I just want to be alone. Now go away.”
“V, you never want to be alone. I’m not leaving until you tell me what’s wrong.” Betty tried to lace her fingers with Veronica’s but she pulled her hand away. “Veronica ple-”
“You weren’t there…” Veronica interrupted.
“I wasn’t where?” Veronica turned back to face the blonde girl.
“The variety show.”
“…oh… OH! Veronica I’m so sorry I got so carried away with the inv-”
“The investigation. I know… I smell his cologne on you…” Betty was quiet. “I don’t even have to hear the story. Let me guess, he kissed you?” Betty remained silent, her heart sinking more and more with every second. “Listen, I get you aren’t out to your parents or anyone else. But that doesn’t mean you can go around letting people kiss you to avoid suspicion. You have to still be loyal to me. To us… I can’t do this if this is what you’re going to be like.” Betty felt like she was hit with a truck
“V, I-”
“I don’t want to hear it. I want to be alone. Goodbye. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Betty saw Veronica’s eyes fill with tears and she silently got up and head to the door.
“I’m going to make this right V. I promise.” Betty took one last look at the dark figure before walking out, her throat closing up, and her heart breaking.
Veronica hugged her pillow close. Her mind racing at a million miles a minute. She hugged her pillow close and let the tears fall out. Before she met Betty, she didn’t believe in committed relationships. Everything was temporary. But Betty felt permanent. At least, she thought Betty felt permanent.
The next day wasn’t easy for either of the girls. Veronica awoke to her eyes feeling heavy, probably from all the crying done the night prior. Betty awoke to crescent shaped cuts in the palm of her hands. Usually it was Veronica that kept her away from doing that, but she felt as if she’d lost her.
Betty arrived to school earlier than she normally does, just to get a little extra alone time. It was perfectly silent other than the scratch of her pencil on a rough draft of a Blue and Gold article she’d been working on when the last person on earth she wanted to see came in the room.
“Hola Bets!” Jughead Jones the third slid in and sat on the desk she was currently trying to work on.
“What.” She responded in a slightly annoyed tone, Jughead continued on talking as if he didn’t even get the hint that she wanted to be left alone, she didn’t even hear a single word of what he said until the end when he asked
“Would you like to go out sometime? Just me and you?” He didn’t seem nervous at all. He looked like he was expecting her to say yes. But she lost it.
“No! Jughead no. Actually you kind of ruined this thing I had going with someone else. Someone I’ve been falling for now won’t talk to me. Because you kissed me. Jughead I am a FLAMING lesbian.” Betty stood up and paced back and forth rubbing her temples, preparing for the disappointment in Jugheads response. But there was none. Instead, this damn white boy started LAUGHING. Betty stopped pacing and turned to stare at him. He had to calm down for a second before he could start talking.
“Thank fucking GOD you realized that. I didn’t think I could handle the whole kissing Betty cooper until she realized she was a lesbian. Who did you have a thing with? I feel slightly bad now and want to help fix it.” Betty took a large swallow and kicked at the ground. She didn’t even have to answer.
“Oh fuck dude was it Veronica?! I didn’t accidentally tear up Bonnie and Clyde? Mom and Dad? Romeo and Juliet?” Betty still didn’t answer. “Ah damn I’m a moron. Well, I guess it’s my job to fix it up.” Jughead hopped off the desk and paced around Betty.
“You have a car right?”
Veronica arrived to school in less extravagant clothing than usual. She wasn’t wearing her iconic dark lipstick, or the sassy smirk that seemed to have permanent residency on her lips. She walked with less pep in her step, and more of a long drag. As she approached her locker, all she could think about was how much she wished she hadn’t left New York. The locker door creaked open and a neatly folded slip of paper fell into her hands. Before she could even open it, Kevin slid next to her.
“As the towns certified gay I must do my duty and formerly apologize for the feelings you are experiencing at the moment.” He said holding his chin high
“And what might those feelings be? Walk me to class Keller.” They turned and walked towards the west wing.
“The feeling of being straight blocked. The feeling of falling for a heterosexual human being. It’s tough.” He said sincerely.
“That’s the thing though Kevin. She’s not straight! I know she’s not! All the sleepovers, all the times me and her ‘went to the bathroom’ together, all the times we told you and the other guys 'we’d catch up’, what did you think we were doing?” Veronica gripped her book so hard her knuckles began to turn white. Kevin thought for a moment and went pale.
“Oh my… you, and Betty-”
“Yes!”
“And you, did-”
“YES!”
“And she-”
“YES, honestly I thought you had a gaydar?!” Veronica exclaimed rolling her eyes, she slipped into her geometry class leaving Kevin behind in the hallway. Baffled.
When Veronica sat down she remembered the slip of paper from her locker. She unfolded it and looked at the message written inside
V,
Please meet me at the old drive in after
school today. If you don’t I understand,
but I need to see you
~B❤
Veronica didn’t want to go. She wanted to ignore Betty. But there was something about that damn girls cursive handwriting and the way she signed her name with a heart that made Veronica’s insides squirm.
They managed to avoid each other all day. Veronica skipped lunch and hung out with Ethel in the library instead. And after school, when Betty usually picks up Veronica and they go to sweet water river for some… activities. Veronica just walked instead. She saw Betty’s car in the drive in parking area and wandered over to it. Her heart pounding out of her chest. Betty was leaning against the hood, wearing a white t-shirt and that baseball cap she knew made Veronica weak in the knees. Betty turned and grinned at the sight of the girl.
“Hey!” Betty looked the girl up and down.
“What is it?” Veronica said not even returning the greeting. Betty took a few steps towards Veronica and looked deep into her eyes.
“Veronica, I’m sorry. I’m not going to make excuses for what I did and what I let happen. You don’t even have to know the whole story because it still hurt you. Honey, you are by far the most important person in my life. Even just today without seeing you made me so much more irritable. I missed you and it hasn’t even been 24 hours. I don’t even know why I thought what did would be okay” Veronica couldn’t help but get lost in the green eyes in front of her. She glanced down at Betty’s hands and saw the marks on her palms.
“Are those from me?” She asked quietly motioning to her hands. Betty frantically shoved her hands in her pockets.
“No! No. They’re not because of you. It’s just- nerves,” Betty lied and shot her a smile. But Veronica didn’t buy it. Her breath hitched in her throat at the thought of Betty clawing at herself because of her. “Listen, V, if you don’t forgive me. I get it. You can never talk to me again-” Veronica cut her off by placing her lips on hers. Betty pulled her hands out of her pockets and placed them on the small of Veronica’s back, puffing air lightly out of her nose that made Veronica’s lips tingle. They pulled away reluctantly.
“Please just tell me you won’t go around kissing guys to hide your sexuality.” Veronica bopped Betty’s nose with her pointer finger which caused Betty to scrunch her face up.
“I promise I won’t. And I can’t prove it.” Betty pulled away and travelled to the back of her truck, there was some sort of cloth folded up in the back. Betty grabbed it and unfolded it in one swift movement.
It was a very sloppy looking handmade flag that had
“I’m in love with Veronica Lodge” written in sharpie. It was very clearly written in Jugheads handwriting. Betty smiled and quickly duck taped it to the back window of her truck.
“You are such a dork.” Veronica laughed crossing her arms.
“That may be true but I’m your dork and you love me.”

Just imagine this with Klance.
___
Keith is in a repeating cycle- waking up, knowing Lance is going to die again.
The millions of ways always flood his brain. What would it be this time? Food poison? Getting mugged?
One summer day- instead of Lance getting hit by the truck, he pulls Lance back and throws himself in front of the vehicle.
But.
That didn’t stop the hellish cycle.
Because Lance is also trying to save Keith.
“I have failed again,” Lance whispers as a tear falls down his face.

History

Lucas kicked a pebble with the toe of his shoe as he trudged home from school. It wasn’t school in the traditional sense—when the darkness fell and people from across the kingdom started taking refuge in Lestallum, some teachers had come together to create small, private classes where the children who were staying in the city could have some semblance of normalcy in their day to day lives.

Classes were small. Lucas was in a class of twelve, most of them around his age, barely scraping double digits or slightly older, but he loved to learn so he always enjoyed himself. Having been born when the darkness fell, he’d never known anything else. He liked his small classroom, he liked his friends, he liked his books, and he liked structure.

What he didn’t like was history. The History of Eos, specifically.

Lucas had tried his best to find ways of making the subject interesting, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t get a grasp on it. He’d always been better at math and science, but he wanted to like history. He felt like he needed to—because Ignis did.

Ignis would tell him stories of past Lucian kings, the tales of the Astrals, the origins of the war with Niflheim. When Ignis spoke, he did it with such fervour and flair that it made Lucas excited about learning so that he could share in his father’s favourite subject. But when he opened a history book, he often felt the dates, names and locations slipping through the cracks of his brain, unable to retain even the tiniest sliver of information.

It was this inability that caused him to fail his History of Eos test. His teacher had handed it back to him, leaving a note in the corner in glaring red pen that stated he needed a parent or guardian’s signature to acknowledge that he had received the failing grade.

Lucas’ head hung low as he made the short walk back to his house towards the top of the hill. The test felt heavy in his backpack, and he wasn’t sure how he was going to face his father. He didn’t want to think about the way Ignis’ mouth would press into a thin line when his patience was being tested, or how he’d sigh heavily through his nose to keep his emotions at bay.

Aurora strode alongside Lucas, chatting idly about her day. When she noticed he wasn’t responding, she regarded her brother curiously.

“You okay?”

Lucas shrugged. “Not sure yet.”

She stayed quiet after that.

When they got home, Raine was in the living room, reading a book on the couch. Ignis was nowhere to be found, which meant he was either holed up in his study upstairs or at the market looking for fresh produce.

Lucas took in a deep breath, pulled the test out of his backpack, and approached his mother.

“Mom?”

Raine glanced up from her book, her face lighting up at the sight of her son. Lucas always thought his mother was the most beautiful woman in all of Eos—the way the corners of her eyes crinkled just slightly when she smiled so he knew she actually meant it, the way the dark brown of her eyes, the same as his own, would glimmer whenever she was around people she loved, the art adorning her arm that reminded him of her strength.

He hoped some of that strength rubbed off on him as she replaced her bookmark and set the novel aside.

“Hey, hon,” she beamed at him, giving him her undivided attention as he made his way to sit beside her on the couch. She frowned at his expression, her brows furrowed as she gave him a once-over. “What’s wrong?”

Lucas opened his mouth to speak, but then closed it. His palms were sweaty, the clamminess starting to warp the paper as he shakily handed his test to his mother.

Raine took the paper from his grasp and shot him a concerned look before reading over the note left along the margin, and then raising an eyebrow slightly at the grade circled at the top.

“Huh.”

Lucas couldn’t look at her. He stared at his shoes, his hands folded in his lap as he willed himself not to cry. Raine rose from her seat, and he thought that maybe she was so upset that she needed a moment to think. Lucas tried to sink into the couch, hoping it would swallow him whole and he wouldn’t have to worry about getting the damned thing signed, or knowing what would happen if his father ever found out.

He heard the scribbling of a pen and moments later, Raine plopped back down and he saw the signed test being held out to him in his peripheral vision.

Lucas turned and gazed at Raine, his glasses slipping down his nose. She didn’t look mad at all. Her eyes were soft, and the corners of her lips were curved upward in the tiniest of smiles.

“Here,” she said, offering him the paper.

Lucas gulped and took it, holding it in both his hands. She’d signed it as if it was nothing. Lucas gripped it at a distance as if it had grown fangs before turning back to look at her.

“You’re not mad?”

Raine propped her elbow up against the backrest of the couch, leaning her head against her hand. She moved her body so that she left herself open to her son, her free hand coming up to help him adjust his spectacles.

“No, Luke. I’m not mad.”

He felt tears stinging his eyes at those words. “How can you not be mad?” His voice was quiet, and the way it shook broke Raine’s heart. “I failed a test, and it’s Dad’s favourite subject. It was about stories he’s told me a million times, but I couldn’t remember any of the details. He’s…” Lucas trailed off, breaking eye contact. “He’s gonna be so disappointed in me.”

He heard Raine sigh, and then felt the couch cushions shift as she came to wrap her arms around him. Lucas started crying then, unable to keep his tears from falling. Raine kissed the top of his head and held him, rubbing comforting circles against his back like she used to do when he was a baby.

“You could never disappoint your father,” Raine promised. “He’s proud of you every day, Lucas. He loves you and your sister more than anything, and he doesn’t expect you to be perfect. And neither do I. It’s just a test, it’s not that big of a deal.”

Lucas lifted his head and Raine swiped the tears off his cheeks.

“There’s nothing wrong with being disappointed in yourself when you know you could have done better,” she said, cupping his face in her hands. “But the important thing is to learn from your mistakes. If you need help studying, I’ll help you study. I’m kind of shitty at history, but if it helps, I’ll put in the time. But you have to promise me that you won’t waste it and you’ll give a hundred and ten percent so that next time, this won’t happen again.”

Lucas nodded furiously, a smile creeping up onto his face for the first time that day. “Thanks, Mom.”

“Don’t mention it,” she winked, her eyes creasing at the corners as her smile brightened her face.

Lucas went to get up, but then after a second, he turned back to his mother. “Mom? Can you promise you won’t tell Dad?”

Raine tilted her head in confusion, using her eyes to tell him to continue.

“I just…” he shrugged. “I don’t want him to be upset, you know? I’ll work hard and do better next time, but…I think I’d rather just have him know about next time instead.”

Raine smiled again and lifted her pinky finger. Lucas grinned and locked his own with hers.

“I promise,” she said, before rising to her feet to kiss Lucas on the forehead. “Go on, go be a kid. We’ll worry about history another day.”

Lucas hugged her before scampering off towards the stairs. As he was making his way over, Ignis came in through the front door and Lucas almost barrelled into him.

“Be careful, Lucas,” Ignis tutted as Lucas let out a sheepish laugh.

“Sorry, Dad,” he said hurriedly before running up to his room.

Ignis wandered into the living room where Raine had settled back down on the couch, her book open in her hands. Ignis came to sit beside her, lifting his long legs so that she was nestled between them. Raine scooted closer to his chest, leaning against him as his arms came to circle around her waist so that they were practically lying down together on the couch.

“What was all that about?” Ignis asked in regards to Lucas, the sound of Raine turning the page flitting in his ears. She leaned up and pressed a kiss to his jaw before he tilted his head down and met her lips. She nipped teasingly at his lower lip before settling back in, focusing back on the book in her hands.

“Don’t worry your pretty little head about it,” she answered, cozying herself up in his arms. “It’s nothing that he can’t handle.”

anonymous asked:

You may heard this like million times but whenever I see your art I start crying. No, literally! My eyes will become blurry because of the tears about to drop out. This is a very true definition of " I saw something too beautiful I cried", in this case it is your art style.

Omg I haven’t learnt how to react to this kinda feels…!!I’m just hit by the feeling like full of happiness and moving😭 Thank you so much💕💕you made my day:))

Short TomTord thing (I swear this is relevant--)

“Am I handsome?” Tord asked.  

“No.” Tom answered, his expression unreadable. Tord couldn’t tell what the brit was thinking about, and he felt an ache begin to form in his chest at the thought of Tom hating him. Tord tried again.

“Will you be with me forever?”

“No.” Tom repeated, his tone just as unfeeling as before. The brit wasn’t even looking at him. Those coal-dark eyes were staring fixedly at an empty smirnoff bottle on the ground a few feet away. The ache in Tord’s chest seemed to increase. He was so sure that Tom loved him before, but…

His doubts were killing him.

“And if I walked away, would you cry?” Tord forced the words out, his voice strained with the effort to remain calm. He does hate me, he really does. He never loved me to begin with. Tord’s thoughts grew darker by the minute. He didn’t think he even wanted to hear the answer.

“No.” Tom looked away, avoiding Tord’s gaze.

The norwegian had heard enough. He was hurt, tears streaming down his face. He had fallen for someone who tore his heart to shreds.

Suddenly, Tom grabbed Tord’s arm. Tom’s eyes were glowing violet again, grape-colored tears streaked down his face.

“You’re not handsome, you’re the most beautiful and amazing thing I’ve ever seen. I won’t just be with you forever, I absolutely need to be with you forever. And if you walked away, I wouldn’t just cry. I’d kill myself.” Tom was filled with a new kind of desperation, had been for months. He needed Tord, needed his soulmate. “Please… will you be with me?”

Tord’s eyes dazzled with the tears that overflowed them, yet a smile brighter than a million stars finds its way on the male’s face. His words come as a whisper, but Tom hears it clear as day.

“Yes.”

Percy Jackson | Percabeth | We’re Having A Baby?

Summary: Percy and Annabeth have a fight about the baby and the baby’s name, but come through when Annabeth goes into labour.

Word Count: 1540

Warnings: Angst, graphic scene (labour and birth)

A/N: Percy doesn’t get abusive, don’t worry. Annabeth’s POV

Originally posted by thetitancurse

“I’m home!” I heard Percy call out from the door as he unlocked it, opened and closed it behind him. I was sitting on the couch facing the window revealing all of Manhattan when he stepped into the view.

“Hey,” I said, standing up and his arms immediately circled around my waist, his lips touching my forehead. I sighed, in bliss of the moment but-

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Do you? (Liam Dunbar Imagines)

Originally posted by kawaiixliam

Request: I’ve been dying for some new Liam reading material. Can I have something similar to where the reader is jealous/mad at Hayden because they both like Liam? But then Hayden gets mad at the reader because Liam likes the reader and not Hayden. Please AND thank you! ily!

 A/n: i hope you like it! I kinda changed it a bit, hope you don’t mind! I wrote this at like 3am, sorry if it sucks but enjoy!! REQUEST ARE OPEN!

 There wasn’t anything more annoying than having your friend like the same guy as you. If I was talking with him, she’d be mad and if she was talking with him, i’d be mad and so on. 

 Me and Hayden both liked the same guy, we both have a huge crush on Liam. Mine started ever since i first talked with him. The way he would laugh at something i said or the way he would tap his fingers on his knees when he’s nervous. I fell hard for him. 

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NTs think “self care” is taking time for your hobbies, healthy exercise, spa baths, buying yourself nice/happy things, fluffy blankets and Netflix, lotioning/moisturizing….

NOO!!! THATS NOT SELF CARE FOR NUERODIVERGENTS!!!
self care is taking a shower after 5 days.
Self care is finally taking my meds.
Self care is crying as I change my dirty sheets.
self care is BEING OUTSIDE cuz omg I’ve been inside for a week on end and I want to die.
Self care is wearing a fresh shirt and feeling like a million bucks cuz I put on lipstick YES
self care is having my dog literally WALK ME but that’s okay cuz she made a poop and we’re both refreshed.
Self care is organizing my school work in tears with my mom, but when it’s finally done the stars are perfectly in line.

Self care is many things,,, but for brainweird folk it is not bath bombs, and stickers and ur fav movie and yoga. It’s literally day-to-day shit that we trying to handle.

I May Fall (feat. Casey Lee Williams)
Jeff Williams
I May Fall (feat. Casey Lee Williams)

I May Fall

RWBY/Jeff Williams

There’s a day when all hearts will be broken,
When a shadow will cast out the light,
And our eyes cry a million tears:
Help won’t arrive.

There’s a day when all courage collapses,
And our friends turn and leave us behind.
Creatures of darkness will triumph:
The sun won’t rise.

When we’ve lost all hope,
And succumb to fear,
And the skies rain blood,
And the end draws near,

I may fall
But not like this: it won’t be by your hand.
I may fall
Not this place; not today.
I may fall
Bring it all: it’s not enough to take me down.
I may fall

There’s a place where we’ll stand outnumbered;
Where the wolves and the soulless will rise.
In the time of our final moments,
Every dream dies.

There’s a place where our shields will lay shattered,
And the fear’s all that’s left in our hearts.
Our strength and our courage have run out:
We fall apart.

When we lose our faith
And forsake our friends;
When the moon is gone
And we’ve reached our ends,

I may fall

There’s a moment that changes a life when
We do something that no one else can.
And the path that we’ve taken will lead us:
One final stand.

There’s a moment we’ll make a decision
Not to cower and crash on the ground.
The moment we face our worst demons:
Our courage found.

When we stand with friends,
And we won’t retreat,
As we stare down death,
Then the taste is sweet.

I may fall
But not like this: it won’t be by your hand.
I may fall
Not this place; not today.
I may fall
Bring it all: it’s not enough to take me down.
I may fall
I may fall
I may fall
I may, I may fall.

avi // suits

IMAGINE: You’d been dating Avi for years and he proposes to you on stage

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// requested by @arya-serious //

You stood in awe, completely amazed by the fantastic talent of your boyfriend Avi. You and Avi had been dating for more than 6 years, so you always went on tour with the band by default since you were practically inseparable. You stood near the back of the crowd with Esther and some of the rest of the crew, in a walkway that was formed by barriers where the band would walk through when performing Sing. You would stand there every concert, making yourself useful by posting on the band’s snapchat during the show but really just enjoying watching your best friends perform.

Despite all the happiness you felt constantly, something had been playing on your mind lately. Avi had been acting strange, he seemed uncomfortable when you asked him about what he’d done that day, or how he was. You felt like he was keeping something from you, he was being so mysterious and secretive, it was completely out of character. You’d asked the rest of the band time and time again why he was acting like this, but they all seemed to be just as confused as you were. Without a clear answer, your mind was beginning to wander - had he chested on you? Was he going to break up with you? Had you done something to upset him? You really couldn’t put your finger on it and you couldn’t help but feel worried.

You cheered and clapped yet again as they finished another song, taking another picture for their snapchat story. You smiled widely in excitement, knowing that your favourite song was next on the set list. For some reason they’d all dressed up very formally for this show; Kevin, Scott and Avi were all in suits, Avi looking especially hot, and Mitch and Kirstie were in dresses that coordinated with the suits. They all undoubtedly looked fantastic, but you felt suspicious none the less.

“So, everyone, tonight is a very special night” Avi said, stood at the front of the stage in the centre. “This show is much more special than all of the others, and as you can see we’ve all dressed up for the occasion” he gestured to the rest of the band who struck some poses, earning a cheer from the crowd. “But tonight would not be as special as it hopefully will be, without a certain special person” he continued, the crowd erupting into screams yet again in anticipation. “What’s happening?” you shouted to Esther, having to raise your voice to be heard over the crowd. She spoke a reply but you couldn’t hear her, as the crowd had somehow grown even louder as the band had walked down from the stage and down the walkway into the crowd.

The screaming died down slightly, and you shot Avi a look of confusion as he began to approach where you were standing. “And that special person, is my wonderful girlfriend y/n” he said as he reached you, taking your hand despite your confusion and pulling you back towards the stage. “Avi, what are you doing?” you laughed, the tension in you dispersing as he pulled you up to the stage, allowing the rest of the band to climb back on before going back on himself with you by his side. “It’s a surprise” he smiled back at you, not speaking into the microphone.

You stood by him in the centre of the stage, the other four further back from the two of you. “Now, I think everybody’s wondering what’s happening, y/n probably the most” he began, standing facing you with his hand still remaining holding yours. “The reason I’m doing this tonight, is because I’m really the luckiest person in the whole world to be able to call such a beautiful person mine. To share my life with the most angelic and gentle soul. Being able to wake up every morning to see the love of my life right there beside me” he continued, sounding as if it’d been thoroughly rehearsed. “This girl is the light of my life, she’s really my everything and I don’t know how I’d survive without her. I’ve never felt such a love for anyone as I do for her, and to say I love her with all my heart would be an understatement” he carried on, tears of joy now falling down your face as you smiled at him.

“A love like this only happens once in your life, and I’d like to keep hold of it for the rest of mine” he said, lowing himself onto one knee. You gasped, your hands flying to your mouth in shock. Tears were now streaming down your face as he pulled a small velvet box from his suit pocket, opening it to reveal a beautiful ring. Your heart was pounding so quickly and loudly you felt as if it was echoing around the venue, like it was even louder than the huge screams that were erupting from the crowd. “So, y/n, my angel, my love, will you do me the honours of marrying me?” he asked, a tear rolling down his cheek. “Yes! Of course I will!” you cried happily, jumping into his arms as he stood back up. “I love you so much” you said, wiping away your tears quickly as he slipped the ring onto your finger. He pulled you closer to him by your waist, attaching his lips to yours in a passionate and loving kiss. You smiled into the kiss, bringing him even closer by his neck. You were soon enveloped by warmth as the rest of the band surrounded the two of you in a tight hug, mumbles of congratulations heard over the sound of the crowd.

You all pulled away from the hug, leaving you and Avi looking at each other joyously. “Y/n Kaplan, it has a nice ring to it don’t you think?” he said into the microphone, his hand still remaining on your waist. The crowd cheered before Avi spoke again. “Now, here is Mrs Kaplan-to-be’s favourite song, Standing By” he said, holding onto you for the whole song.

// the wedding //

You stood nervously, waiting in anticipation to walk down the aisle. You were surrounded by a group that were adding the finishing touches to you, touching up your makeup and adjusting your wedding dress. “You nervous?” Esther asked, standing next to you. “A little” you replied, but that was a lie. More like a lot. Your heart was beating faster than ever before, you were taking deep but shaky breaths in an attempt to calm yourself but it wasn’t working. “You’re going to be fine, I was just as nervous on my wedding day but when you get out there and see him, it’ll all go away” she reassured you. You nodded and smiled at her, feeling a bit better than before. “We’re ready to go” Kirstie announced, smoothing out the fabric of your dress before stepping back. The group all dispersed back into the crowd of guests, leaving you in the room where merely a door was separating you from your life changing.

Scott stepped up beside you, looking down at you with proud eyes. Your dad wasn’t really in your life so Scott offered to walk you down the aisle, since he was your best friend and the one who’d introduced you to Avi in the first place. “Are you ready?” he asked, holding his arm out. “As I’ll ever be” you breathed, taking one more deep breath before linking your arm with his. “I could never think in a million years that I would be walking you down the aisle one day” Scott said, wiping a tear away from his cheek. “Aw Scott, don’t cry, you’ll make me cry and then we’ll both be a mess” you laughed, holding back your tears. He sighed and straightened up his suit jacket, taking a deep breath in. “Let’s do this” he said, opening the door.

You stepped out to see yours and Avi’s families and friends all looking at you excitedly. Your eyes travelled up the guests and you could see Mitch and Kirstie sat on the front row with Esther, all smiling at you. Music began to play signalling it was time for you to walk. You’d rehearsed this so many times, but no practice could live up to how you were feeling in the real thing. You felt as if your nervousness was running through your very bloodstream, being carried to ever corner of your being. Scott squeezed your hand gently to comfort you, and that’s when you looked up. Avi was stood there, looking amazing in his suit with the brightest smile you’d ever seen plastered on his face. You smiled immediately, all of your nervousness suddenly disappearing and being replaced by a sense of love and belonging.

“You look so beautiful” Avi said in a hushed tone, as Scott let you go and joined Mitch and Kirstie on the front row. “You don’t look too bad yourself” you laughed softly, feeling only comfort with your hands in his. You both looked up to Kevin, who was going to marry you, to let him know he could begin. “We are gathered here today, to witness the marriage of y/f/n and Avriel Benjamin Kaplan” he began, and you stood looking into Avi’s eyes throughout all of your vows.

“Avi, do you take y/n to be your lawfully wedded wife?” Kevin asked, looking up to Avi. “I do” he said, smiling widely at you. “And y/n, do you take Avi to be your lawfully wedded husband?” Kevin asked, looking up at you. “I do” you said, surprised you’d managed to stop you voice from wobbling as your eyes began to water. A tear rolled down your cheek as Avi slid the ring onto your finger, and you did the same in return, but he reached up and wiped it away. “Then I now pronounce you man and wife, you may now kiss the bride” he said, stepping back. The entire crowd of guests erupted into applause, but you couldn’t pay attention to anything or anyone but Avi. He immediately attached his lips to yours, both of you smiling into the kiss as your lips moved in perfect sync. “Mrs y/n Kaplan really does have a nice ring to it” he smiled when you pulled away. “I guess so” you replied, as he pulled you in for another kiss as the rest of the band pulled you both into a group hug.

Originally posted by a-cicada

They tell me I’m too young to understand what it is like to have your heart broken, but they’re wrong. I’m 16 years old now and I’ve experienced the worst heartbreak I’ll probably ever feel. The first love of my life had blue eyes that pierced my soul and he had brown hair that was the softest I have ever felt. He had the longest eyelashes any boy could have and I hated him for it. He loved me. He cared for me. He knew my darkness and he still stayed and I think that’s what made me fall for him more. He knew how to handle my moods and how to make me feel better. He was always there for me. I say “was” because he stopped doing that. We started fighting, but I wasn’t having it, I wanted us to thrive to get through it but everything fell to pieces. He was my best friend, my home, my happiness, my everything and that was my mistake. I loved him so much and I still do because I’m attached to him a hundred different ways no matter how far away from him I am. I wish it hadn’t ended but it did.
Days passed and all I did was cry. I spent the days in my room sleeping and crying and listening to Adele on repeat. I hated you. I wanted to go back to my bubbly self but instead my heart had been broken a million different ways. A month passed and I could not contain the tears. Everything reminded me of you, whether it was the stupid tv show you loved or the sweatshirt you left for me. This was the month I started heavily drinking, I blamed it all on you. I called you so many times asking why, asking how you could do this to me. All those drunk calls changed nothing. You always stayed silent. The second month came and I started wearing makeup, not to impress anyone but for myself. I started going out more with my friends, every once in a while I’d swear that I’d see you walk by or cross the street while I was out but it wasn’t you it was just someone who looked like you. Third month came and I was stronger. I started taking kick boxing classes and I loved it. I had discovered a new hobby that i never knew I’d like if it wasn’t for you so thanks for that. The fourth month was when I started to worry. I’d have to see you again, at school where there was no escaping you. Through the middle of the fourth month I heard the song. Our song. The song you sang to me at three in the morning. The song that describes our relationship together perfectly. That’s when I cried. I cried because I realized I had spent this whole time trying to rebuild myself and I hadn’t given myself time to release the sadness that was lingering underneath. The fifth month came and I survived. I’m learning to love someone again, and through those months I learned to love myself way more than I used to love you. Adults tell me I’m too young to understand the concept of love and being heartbroken. I’m not. You’re never too young to know what that’s like. You’re never too young to know what the process of heartbreak feels like.
—  The process of heartbreak