Am I the only one whose still laughing at Ravens entire attitude during the fight with Jess like home girl really thought she was killing it and spilling tea but she just looks like a rabid shih tzu barking at the mailman
Sometimes when I think about all the potential that the character Bonnie Bennett had that wasn’t explored because Plec was a racist pig. I get super pissed off. All the potential romances…storylines that could have shown her bloodline as more than “handmaidens”. I just thank God that her fans explored it in fanfiction. So that Bonnie fans could have something. Cause everything that Bonnie should have had found their way into a whiter character’s hands. I hope when Plec’s last show is cancelled she never heads a show again. Never again for the rest of her damn life.
Sudden– like stale cigarettes and pale girls that didn’t know how to love so they pick guys that’ll help the days go by. Cold– airy like your breath, but we never got to kiss, I can still feel my fingers trace your spine, another letter about not being able to call you mine, baby, I love you just isn’t enough and it’s no longer true, but the truth is some dead part of me is still fucking in love with you and we’ve changed. Stitches– words still tremble through my voice, I can’t look at myself and I hate myself, secrets etched into my skull. I think about every night, but you’ll never know. Fuck the metaphors, I’ll just live a little. Fuck the time, when you’re living in your prime– life is such a strange event. How many days will fly by as I’m missing you tonight? Stretch– like the way you held my gaze for longer than a second, I love this month, I hate this month, I love you much, I hate you much, I hate myself, still learning how to love myself. Trust– you tore through my heart first, it’s only right that I do the fucking same. An eye for an eye and love is truly blinding. I hate you to the point of exhaustion, I just want it to go away. I love you to the point of nonexistence, no wonder I miss you when I’m sinking into my depression. Oceans– you used to hold my thoughts into a bag, asthma attacks will decaying lungs, it’s the only way that I know how to love. Kiss me until it hurts or don’t kiss me at all. Sex– summer dresses and moonlight sonatas, fucking until the sun finishes its love letters to the moon. The myth is a lie. The moon doesn’t only show up during the night. You’re just not paying attention to the little details that is us. And we’ve changed. Flimsy– paper heart of mine, like you ran into my hands and didn’t want to let go, origami soul with a hint of watercolor tears– shit, I can still hear your voice when the rain whispers lightning and thunder into the middle of December and I’ll die a lonely death some day, we came into this world naked and alone, crying those sad little tears won’t get us anywhere. Reprieve– like the love that we had wasn’t enough, so we had to look for it somewhere else. Love– like it was supposed to end, like you knew it was going to end, and like how it ended– I wanted a happy ending, but I’ll take a sad tale that doesn’t have a princess. I’ll take the champion with his steel sword and fire proof shield melted into his flesh. At least he died for something. At least he didn’t hold his breath when he said that he loved you. Not like how I could. No, never that. Poetry– I don’t need this, I just want the depth. Prose– keep it into my palms, one love letter at a time, one broken heart lost in the sands of time. Fuck– my favorite word.
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“Are we savages, or are we brave?“ // “The world’s a dangerous place. Not because of those who do evil, but because of those who look on and do nothing.”
“Isn’t that where it’s comfortable? In the sameness?” // “We’re both too smart to allow pettiness to dictate our actions.”
“Annihilation is always the answer. We destroy parts of ourselves everyday. Annihilation is all we are.” // “Don’t shit a shitter.”
“She may look innocent, but I’d be careful.” // “Even though what you did was wrong, you’re still a good kid. And that guy was a prick. Sometimes that matters more.”
“In my life, as I was making my way, I always asked the question: “Am I the most powerful person in the room? And the answer needed to be “Yes”. To this day, I still ask that question, and the answer is still “Yes”. In every room in the entire world, the answer is “Yes”…with exception of one…or two.“
“You don’t like people?”
“Not most of them, no” // “The minute you remove emotion from this, you’ll do just fine.”
“I should just tell her what she wants to hear.” // “People who get violent get that way because they can’t communicate.”
“I’m good at reading people. My secret, I look for the worst in them.” // “We inherently trust no one, including each other. I’ll never be able to tell her there will always be this divide, my walls she can’t look over… and she knows it.”
“I will not be owned.” // “When they say “if your friends jump off a bridge, would you?” – he would. Without hesitation, just to prove something.“
“People walk around acting like they know what hate means. Nah. No one does until you hate yourself… I mean, truly hate yourself. That’s power.” // “Shit. I’m gonna have to let him hug me, aren’t I?”
“Sometimes I dream of saving the world. Saving everyone from the invisible hand, the one that brands us with an employee badge, the one the forces us to work for them, the one that controls us every day without us knowing it. But I can’t stop it. I’m not that special. I’m just anonymous. I’m just alone.”
“Fantasy is an easy way to give meaning to the world. To cloak our harsh reality with escapist comfort. After all, isn’t that why we surround ourselves with so many screens? So we can avoid seeing? So we can avoid each other? So we can avoid truth.”
Note: Here is the last part for this. FINALLY! I know this has been in my inbox for so long and I started writing this but then I lacked creativity and since then it`s just been stuck in my drafts folder. But now I`m done with it so I hope you enjoy it. Also this bacame a little longer cause I found a really good soundtrack that sparked my creativity :D
You have been together with him for a year soon. Everything seemed fine for so long, he was nice, funny and always seemed to know how to make you smile when you were feeling down. Now however he was different. He was gone untill late, barely talking to you and when you asked him about it he`d answer you with short annoyed statements, almost angry. You had tried talking to him more than once but he wouldn`t listen. This is what made you draw your conclusions and you decided it might be better for him if you dissapeared. So packing a small bag with your most needed belongings you ran away.
Stress had taken its toll on him lately as his mind was flodded with mission plans and coordinating the meetings and whatnot. And today it`s been even worse. Namjoon wanted nothing more than a hot shower and a few hours of sleep, instead however he found himself destroying the apartment in a fit of rage. He had come home to find a note from you, saying you were sorry for using up his time and apologizing for not being what he wanted. So after taking apart the place he used his contacts to locate you before making his way there. He`d grab you wrist making you look at him before furiously yelling.
“Why the fuck would you do that? Why the fuck would you run away? Are you crazy? Do you know how fucking worried I was?”
When seeing your scared face he`d look defeated, calming down. He wasn`t angry with you at all. It was himself he was angry with really. So in the next sentences he made sure you understood just how much you meant to him. He`d let go of your wrist, instead catching both of your hands his and continuing in a soft but firm voice.
“I can`t loose you. I was a fucking dickhead I know. I was so caught up in my work that I neglected what`s most important in my life. You. Y/n, I am so sorry I did you so wrong. You are not a burden. You are the only thing keeping me sane. Shit, I never beg but if it takes begging for the rest of my life for you to stay then I will. Please y/n. Don`t leave me.”
The last few months have been a disaster. Things just didn`t play out the way he wanted and it was driving him insane. Today especially. That`s why he decided to get off work earlier. Maybe a quite day at home was what he was lacking. And if he was honest with himself he missed you. His happy thoughts of cuddling and a nice dinner however were thrown completely off board when he stepped into the bedroom to find a suitcase packed on the bed and you trying to close it. Your head would whip around to look at Jin when you heard him ask what you were doing.
The next few minutes where filled with you explaining your feelings to him while you profoundly apologized for being a burden and not being good enough for him. Jin would be silently listening to you, not because he was being polite but because he didn`t know what to say. He couldn`t believe he made you feel this way and the only thing he wanted right now was to make you feel wanted again. So he did the only thing he came up with. He kissed you. Pouring all of his feelings of shame and longing into it. And as the kiss progressed so did his yearing for you and as you were both laying beside eachother, sweat cascading your bodies and heavy breathing filling the air around you, he said out loud what his actions just now have said for him.
“I love you y/n. Please don`t leave me.”
Yoongi isn`t someone you play around with. Everybody knew that. But it turned out that there were people who don`t see it as a threat but rather a challenge. Ever since he found out that he had a spy in his group he was on edge. Snapping at everyone and everything. You included. He wasn`t proud of it and he knew he was being too harsh. So when the day finally came that he cought the traitor and dealt with it he set his mind on making it up to you. But he was too late. As he came through the door he knew something was off. He had tried to call you earlier but you hadn`t answered. He had wondered why. Finally finding your letter he got his answer, finding out that his plan of making it up to you came too late.
He was shocked to find himself calmly sitting in his office rather than trashing the whole place, but he knew this wasn`t the time to throw a fit. He knew you still loved him, or so you said in your letter. The only reason you left was his incompetence to remind you of his love so he just had to show you. And he was determent to make sure you would never question his loyalty and love to you ever again. After having his people drive you back to his office he now stood infront of you. He felt a pang of guilt hit him when he saw how sad you looked as he started talking.
“My job is important to me and you know that. You also know that this situation I was having was out of the norm and demanded a high level of attention. That being said, I also thought you knew how much I love and care for you. But I understand why you would run away. I have not done my job in giving you the attention you deserve, by that letting you think one hell of fucking aweful things and I cannot apologize enough for it. Fuck. You know I`m bad with words so I`ll just get to the point. I need you y/n. I would never forgive myself if I let you leave like this so stay with me. Please.”
Saying the last sentence he gave you a small black box, inside lay a promise he swore to never break.
You had never seen him like this as he was always the smiley, bright and positive Hobi around you. So drawing your conclusions out of it, you must have become a burden to him. It hurt like hell writing your note to him and even more so to leave your shared flat for the last time. Hoseok didn`t notice any of this as he was currently trying to stay calm at all the stupidity going on around him. This had been going on for a few months now and he was sick and tired of it. When he finally left work he was worn out once again. His tired eyes would scan the flat curiously as he didn`t see nor hear you anywhere. Feeling his heart speed up he found your note on the kitchen table, your apartment key next to it. The next few hours were a blur. The only thing he could remember was a call to his team with the demand to find you and him releasing all of his stress by tearing up the place and screaming his throat soar. Now he was in a car on his way to your location, nervously bouncing one of his legs up and down.
The moment he saw you through the window, he jumped out of the car running to you and catching you in a tight hug. In this moment nothing around him mattered except for you. As he reluctantly pulled away and locked eyes with you he couldn`t help but tear up, no letting go of all of his feelings.
“You don`t know the fear I felt when I found your note. I.. I can`t loose you. I don`t want to loose you. I`m miserable without you. I am so incredibly sorry. I truly am. I was a horrible partner and I understand if you hate me now but y/n, I love you. I will change. I promise. Just give me a chance. I swear to make you happy. Just… don`t leave me.”
His heart broke the second he read the first line of your goodbye letter. All the problems he had thought were crazy important just a few seconds ago were now nothing compared to this. Nothing compared to loosing you. His chest rose and fell quicker at the thought of you sitting here alone with these horrible thoughts of not being good enough gnawing at your mind. Not to mention the constant pushing away and screaming he had done to you. But the thing that bothered him the most was that you didn`t leave him because he was an asshole. You left because you thought you were a burden. This was the point at which he would be sitting on the kitchen floor, your letter still in his hand, as he stared blankly infront of himself. He would need a good hour before he finally got back the courage to get up and find you.
With the help of his people he`d get your locations in the matter of a few minutes, not loosing any time to set out to your location. He didn`t want to let you go around with those thoughts for a single second longer. The moment his eyes would meet your, from crying, bloodshot ones his heart would break a second time. He quickly grabbed your arm and drew you close to him when he saw you trying to run. In his arms you tried to protest, telling him he`d only make it harder for you to leave if he kept holding on.
“Good. Then I`ll never let go. I don`t want you to leave. Never. I know this doesn`t make up for my behavior these last few months in the slightest but I am so so sorry y/n. You only deserve the best but what I did was worse than the worst. I made you believe you were useless and a burden when in reality you are all that I am fighting for every day. I don`t expect you to stay when I let go of you now, but please know that I really, truly love you.”
And holding on to his last straw of hope he let go.
This was the worst day of his life. Not because his million dollar deal had gone to hell. Not because several utterly important files had been stolen from his organization. And not because his right hand man, that he had trused for years, turned out to be a traitor. They were not the reason he was currently driving at an inhuman speed down the streets, his hands sweaty and heart beating so fast he thought it was going to burst. No. The reason for why he was a mess like this was the apologizing letter you had left him on your shared bed. His mind was buzzing with guilt, and quite frankly, anger. Not at you but at himself. He was sure he shouldn`t be driving in this state, but the thought of losing you was too much for him. His mind telling him you`d be where you felt the safest. In the park where you two had first met. More precisely on the bench under the great oak tree where you two had fallen in love.
And he was right. He found you sitting there, your head in your hands as he could hear your sobs filling the cold air of the night. He`d be careful when approaching you. Any signs of his recklessness from earlier gone as he didn`t want to scare you. He`d hesitantly stand infront of you, your tear filled eyes staring at him as he softly spoke up.
“I knew I`d find you here. You really love this spot don`t you. I do too. After all, this is where I found the love of my life. Someone I thought I would never find. But it seems I have fucked up bad. I didn`t treat you the way I should have and now your head is filled with these… these horrible thoughts that aren`t true. You should be mad at me. Yell at me for being the dick that I am, butinstead you are blaming yourself. Y/n, I don`t deserve you in any way. I never have. And if leaving me will make you happy I won`t stop you. But if you still love me, like I love you, please… don`t go. Let me make it up to you and show you how important you are to me.”
If he thought he was beaten down already from his day, now he was truly broken. This situation was completely overwhelming him and he didn`t know what else to do than angrily walk up and down the living room. His hands, no, his whole body shaking in what he could only describe as rage and sadness. He was trying not to cry but failed miserable at it as he noticed wet trails on his cheeks. He had found the note you left him and had immediatley tried calling you only to hear the sound of your ringtone in the livingroom where you left your phone. Now he was only waiting for his men to bring you back.
What the fuck could take them so long? He was waiting for over an hour already and his patience was wearing thin. That`s where the door would open and you`d step into the apartment. Right on time, he was sure he would`ve gone crazy had it been just a few minutes longer. You couldn`t even say a word when you were suddenly enveloped in a hug, his head tightly pressed into the nook of your neck and his arms having a grip on you as if he was afraid you`d crumcle beneath his hands. And as he felt you hugging him back he let go of everything he had failed to say to you.
“I love you so much y/n. I love you. I don`t even know where to begin to tell you how sorry I am for making you think I wouldn`t love you anymore and that you are a burden. You are anything but useless to me. You are all that I am waking up in the morning for. I made a horrible mistake at not taking care of you when you were feelings this way and I apologize for it. If you still love me, I`d like you to stay here with me. I swear to take better care of you from now on. Whatever you want me to do, I will do it if it makes you stay.”
❄ for isabella1159, from your snowing secret santa! wishing you the best for what’s left of 2015 and the new year! hope you like your gift |a gif au of Snow, Charming, and Emma where they got to raise Emma in our world. (click on the gifs to read the captions)❄