june/summer spread!! that song was played on the school tv news station the other day and now its stuck in my head OTL
I just finish my last finals for the school year so now i’m all revved up for summer! not gonna lie, i’ve been really inspired by @studypetals ‘s absolutely gorgeous posts lately, so i used a lot of reference from her in making this. i wanted to do something fun, to kick off summer break :)
“Oh. No. It doesn’t hurt me; it’s good to know she’s there, somewhere. I mean…the worst thing is that she’s gone. So it’s good that she’s out there. Even if I can’t see her.” ― Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler’s Wife
A/N: Because this song has been stuck in my head for weeks and it just seems so peaceful and perfect for Captain Swan.
And I want to wake up with the rain
Falling on a tin roof
While I’m safe there in your arms
So all I ask is for you
To come away with me
It was gray, dismal day. It was the kind of day that people either hated or loved. Where some danced and rejoiced in the feeling of rain on their skin and in their hair. Others, shutting themselves inside and cursing the weather until the sun showed up again in all it’s brilliant light.
For Emma Swan it was the latter.
Nothing was worse then waking up to a rainy day full of work ahead.
Well, that and a pounding headache.
It hurt just to blink. She didn’t even want to think about pushing herself out of bed and into the shower. She let out a low moan of pain, wishing someone was in reach to hear her mumbles and bring her something to dull the pressure in her temple.
Her phone began to buzz on the bedside table.
Emma fumbled to reach the device, hoping to hurry and make the sound stop.
“Hello?” she hissed into the mouthpiece, answering the call.
“Swan,” Killian said, “you’re sick?”
Unbelievable. How did he do it? How did he always know what was going on with her? It was like he read her mind, sensed her thoughts.
“How’d you guess?” Emma asked.
“Well, you know. You’re usually just so pleasant when you answer my calls,” Killian replied, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
“Ha- ha. Hilarious."
A sharp jolt of pain pierced through Emma’s head and she winced involuntarily. Eyes squeezed shut, palm pressed into her forehead, she gripped the phone a little tighter.
It was just a little hold cold, but it was really taking her for a round here. If it was just a normal day, she’d call in sick and have David or Killian fill in for her. But David was at home with Mary Margaret and the baby and Killian… well Killian hadn’t really been trusted to work by himself since the incident where he’d cut the phone lines at the sheriff station ("It was a bloody accident, Swan. You people will never let me live that down!”)
“Hey, Killian,” Emma murmured, feeling much weaker then she had when she’d answered the phone. “I’m going to have to ca-”
Outside her bedroom she heard the front door open and the familiar sound of a heavy leather coat being hung up and settle down heavily against it’s respective peg in the wall.
Killian came strolling into her room with a white paper bag and a steaming styrofoam cup.
“… Call you back,” Emma finished her sentence, staring up at him.
She silently hung up her phone and put it back on the table.
“I brought medicine and tea.” Killian smiled.
“Great. But you want to tell me how you got in here?”
He set the bag down on the edge of the bed and handed her the tea, instructing her to be careful cause it was fresh and still very hot. He began to dig through the contents of the bag, withdrawing a small bottle of motrin, vitamin c tablets, a packet of tissues, and a container filled with chicken noodle soup.
“This is amazing,” Emma said. “I can’t believe you got all this in like two seconds!”
“I was already at Granny’s,” Killian brushed off her praise, though he ducked his head to hide his pleased smile.
“Too bad I won’t be able to enjoy any of it. Today is crazy and it’s hardly even begun.”
Killian shook his head, pointing his finger at he warningly when she tried to push herself out of bed.
“I’ve already taken care of everything. All you have to do is lie here and get better.”
“No, Emma. You’ll lie here and actually take care of yourself.”
Killian came around to her side of the bed, propping her up in one arm while he fluffed up her pillows. He gently eased her back, careful not to rattle her head about.
“You spend entirely too much time putting others before yourself. I’m not letting you go out there and make yourself worse so you can file paperwork and stop bar brawls down at the Rabbit Hole.”
As Killian lectured her, he opened the bottle of motrin and shook out a few pills, handed them to her along with her tea.
Emma accepted the medicine, her eyes never leaving his stormy ones as she took a sip of tea to wash down the bitter taste the pills left in her mouth.
“I’m not used to others putting me first,” Emma whispered.
“Well get used to it,” Killian said softly, leaning in and pressing his lips to her forehead.
“Because I’m here to take care of you.”
Emma smiled at him, closing her watery eyes to rest. Without looking, she patted the spot beside her telling him to come sit with her.
She could hear him moving about the room, kicking off his shoes. He sat down quietly, sinking into the mountain of fluffy blankets and pillows.
“I could turn on the tv… if you want?” Killian said, keeping his voice down so as to not make her headache worse.
“Too bright. It’ll hurt my eyes.”
Emma laid her head against his shoulder as his arm came around her shoulders. She sighed, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips.
“The remote for the radio is right there, though. You can turn it to something soft.”
Killian fumbled with the remote and sifted through stations until something soft and sort of bluesy sounding came on.
“Perfect,” Emma whispered.
Killian’s hand massaged the back of her neck, easing away the tension that was built up there and relieving some of the pain in her head.
He began to hum softly to the music.
“Come away with me…”
Killian’s voice was beautiful. Completely and utterly soothing. His accent rumbled with the lyrics.
Emma found herself shivering, her toes curling, and heart swelling at the song.
His fingers twisted in her hair, creating small intricate braids effortlessly. She felt herself drifting off to sleep, headache lessoning.
“Stay with me?” Emma asked, sleep pulling her under just as the words left her lips.
This…I don´t really know where this came from. I am pretty sure the braiding thing came from one or the other fan fiction or headcanon I´ve read, and the image kind of got stuck in my head. So there you have it - Bilbo helpig Thorin redo his braids. I know it looks like he´s braiding with one hand – which would be quite badass – but he´s reaching for Thorin´s braid bead, which he probably put in his pocket so he won´t lose it, with the other one.
And then I was listening to this song…I love Keane´s version as well, but Lily Allen´s version always has me way more emotional (tears might have been shed while listening). I mean they all knew there was the possibility of them not surviving the quest, and Bilbo returns home immensely changed. So perhaps, at one moment or the other, he took whatever opportunity he could find to spend a little time with those people who became his friends, family, and home. Or he wishes he had done so, and now regrets it. *throws angst at you*
(But of course this up there is exactly how it went down, Nobody died and they are all happy, haha.)
Dean: Oh the DVD set
I gave you for your birthday?
You: Yeah, I watch it over and
Sam: You know they
arent a band anymore right?
You: Yeah but still
my favourite band
Dean: Remember we
took you to one of their concerts?
You: Yeah after you had to
lie and sneak us in
Sam: What was that
song called that you were always singing Dean?
Dean: Went something
like At the end of the world Or the last thing I see You are Never
coming home Never coming home
You: The Ghost of
Dean: That was
actually fun. We need to do that again
Sam: Who is on tour
You smile at Sam
after he asks and thats when you start looking for tour dates for any
band really that all of you would like. All three of you laugh at the
distant memory and continue on having conversations. While Dean went
on singing the song that has been stuck in his head for a while.
THIS VIDEO WAS AWESOME! SO MANY ONE PUNCH MAN REFERENCES I LOVE IT! :D I love One Punch Man I just finished watching all the episodes a few days ago it’s such a great show. :) But I’m getting off topic back to the video! I just loved watching Jack punch people into the walls or into the air over the buildings it’s hilarious! xD I didn’t even know how much this game had changed and updated I just haven’t seen this game in a while even though I’m subscribed to
Yandere-chan’s voice actor. A lot has been added in the game and I think it’s coming out great. :) I HAD SO MUCH FUN WITH THIS VIDEO! :D
But… Now because of this video I have the One Punch Man theme song AND Mad World stuck in my head. THANKS JACK! >_>
This song has been stuck in my head for a little while so I wanted to record something of it really quickly, not sure if ill ever finish it though lol. Here is my snippet of “Safe and Sound” by Taylor Swift and the Civil Wars