we live and breathe words

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On Shinhwa’s celebration of 7000 days since debut, Kim Dongwan reminds fans that Shinhwa isn’t responsible for their lives & no one is responsible for Shinhwa’s lives either. And that Shinhwa Changjo are Shinhwa’s strong companions, history, & living witnesses. Such wise & mature talk that’s coming out from a veteran group to their “mature” fans. Respect! ..
Let’s always make sure we behave like the mature fandom Shinhwa believes we are. Let’s, as the longest-running fandom, always set a good example for other fandoms to follow.
Until you’re 60 & beyond, we’ll always be by ur side, Shinhwa ^_^ 

Physically, yes I can live without you. I can eat, breathe, and sleep without you.
But if I’m not sharing my life with you, then I don’t want to live. 
If I’m not sharing meals with you, then I don’t want to eat. 
And if I can’t feel your body move up and down as you breathe, I see no purpose in breathing.
And if I’m not waking up with you chest deep wrapped in my arms, then I don’t want to sleep.
I’ve never wanted someone this bad. 
And I can’t wait till we are together every day so we can live, eat, sleep, and breathe together.
—  mardybryant
We live and breathe words. …. It was books that made me feel that perhaps I was not completely alone. They could be honest with me, and I with them. Reading your words, what you wrote, how you were lonely sometimes and afraid, but always brave; the way you saw the world, its colors and textures and sounds, I felt–I felt the way you thought, hoped, felt, dreamt. I felt I was dreaming and thinking and feeling with you. I dreamed what you dreamed, wanted what you wanted–and then I realized that truly I just wanted you.
—  Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince
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We live and breathe words. It was books that kept me from taking my own life after I thought I could never love anyone, never be loved by anyone again. It was books that made me feel perhaps I was not completely alone. They could be honest with me, and I with them.”

In the story of Patroclus
no one survives, not even Achilles
who was nearly a god.
Patroclus resembled him; they wore
the same armor.

Always in these friendships
one serves the other, one is less than the other:
the hierarchy
is always apparent, though the legends
cannot be trusted-
their source is the survivor,
the one who has been abandoned.


What were the Greek ships on fire
compared to this loss?


In his tent, Achilles
grieved with his whole being
and the gods saw


he was a man already dead, a victim
of the part that loved
the part that was normal.

—  the triumph of achilles, by louise gluck
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The Infernal Devices Appreciation WeekDay Two Favorite Ship: — Will and Tessa

You and I, Tess, we’re alike. We live and breathe words. It was books that kept me from taking my own life after I thought I could never love anyone, never be loved by anyone again. It was books that made me feel that perhaps I was not completely alone. They could be honest with me, and I with them. Reading your words, what you wrote, how you were lonely sometimes and afraid, but always brave, the way you saw the world, its colors and textures and sounds, I felt - I felt the way you thought, hoped, felt, dreamed. I felt I was dreaming and thinking and feeling with you. I dreamed what you dreamed, wanted what you wanted - and then I realized that truly I just wanted you. The girl behind the scrawled letters. I loved you from the moment I read them. I love you still. Tessa had begun to tremble. This was what she had always wanted someone to say. What she had always, in the darkest corner of her heart, wanted Will to say.

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30 Day Challenge / Day Nineteen / Favorite Tessa Quote

We live and breathe words. 

It was books that kept me from taking my own life after I thought I could never love anyone, never be loved again. 

It was books that made me feel that perhaps I was not completely alone. 

They could be honest with me, 

and I with them.

” 


I pulled them out of the fire myself. I read them all. Every word you wrote. You and I, Tess, we’re alike. We live and breathe words. It was books that kept me from taking my own life after I thought I could never love anyone, never be loved by anyone again. It was books that made me feel that perhaps I was not completely alone. They could be honest with me, and I with them. Reading your words, what you wrote, how you were lonely sometimes and afraid, but always brave; the way you saw the world, its colors and textures and sounds, I felt—I felt the way you thought, hoped, felt, dreamed. I felt I was dreaming and thinking and feeling with you. I dreamed what you dreamed, wanted what you wanted—and then I realized that truly I just wanted you. The girl behind the scrawled letters. I loved you from the moment I read them. I love you still.
—  Will Herondale, Clockwork Prince
not the stars, but ourselves

A/N: I’ve had a “Snow and Charming are being exhausting with wedding planning and Emma needs a break so Killian takes them out on the Jolly Roger and they have a secret wedding with just the two of them” headcanon for so long and canon gave me the opportunity to write this. Also I’ve had Killian’s vows written for literally a year and wanted to work them into something eventually so here you go.

Rated G, 1.5k words, FFN

It has made me better loving you … it has made me wiser, and easier, and brighter. -Henry James

Emma stood at the bow of the Jolly Roger, breathing in the relaxing scent of the cool, salty air. The wind was pleasant and the temperature surprisingly warm for how close the sun was to the horizon. Most importantly, the only sound was the creaking of the ship and the gentle crash of the waves below her feet. She loved her parents, truly she did, but with their arguing over wedding plans and their stubborn refusals to compromise even a little, she had just needed a break. Killian, being the incredibly intuitive man that he was, had suggested taking the ship out, and she had agreed almost before the question was out of his mouth.

She heard his footsteps on the deck behind her moments before he wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed his nose into the crook of her neck. Her eyes drifted closed, revelling in the peace and security of being in his arms.

“Thank you for this,” she murmured. “I know they mean well, but if I have to hear one more argument about where we should get married or what food to have or whatever argument they’re having now I might just rip my hair out.”

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yoongi scenario | d is for dalliance

dalliance  /‘dalɪəns/  noun.  a brief involvement with someone; amorous play

genre: angst, fluff
word count: 1k
warnings: hints at sex
a stand-alone in the ‘synonymous with love’ series // d is for…


“We were dazzling – resplendent in the night’s sky. We lit up the city with our passion; every street was kindling for our fire. But the problem with stars is that they die in the end. And we were no exception.”

Those words, though repeated a thousand times, still taste dulcet on your tongue. They are delicate things, but they make you feel at ease – repeating the mantra till it throbs through you. This way you won’t forget what you are. It reminds you of the fleeting seconds you spent with him - Min Yoongi, your star boy, a sky away from you - it reminds you of the dalliance you had, great and glorious, it will repeat, it has to.

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