welcoming bag

Not all jobs are fun… some take a long time…. … not Dakens style of work…

Ivar’s Heathen Army Welcome Kit

Oh man, @kirah31, welcome! We really need some kind of swag bag starter kit. I’ll get us going on that! Let’s see…. we need a gif of Ivar being a dick for sure…

and then one of him being aroused by death…

And then a lot of the fun around here comes from the glorious fanfiction; I think out of my body of work my starter fic is probably Summer is Coming, I’m sure others will reblog and add theirs to the swag bag too ;)

Welcome Home

Smut and fluff, do I need to explain myself?? xx


It was great to have Harry home for a while. One Direction were on a small two-week break from their tour and your boyfriend chose to spend all 14 free days with you. It was hard having him go away from many months but you supported him 100%. You knew how much he loved his career. It wasn’t a job to him. He was living the dream and you saw how happy he was on stage with his three brothers. And you couldn’t be more proud of him.

It was early September on a cool autumn night in London as you cooked dinner when you heard the sound of his keys in the door. It swung open and there he stood with bags on his shoulders and a smile on his face when he saw you. You abandoned the food and flew across the room, laughing as he dropped all of his bags and welcomed you into his arms. You leapt onto him, wrapping your arms and legs around his body, burying your face in his chocolate curls.

“Hello, baby. Missed me?” His voice sent shivers down your spine. So deep and slow and perfect.

“Mmm-hmm. So much.” You mumbled. You brought your head back and quickly found his lips, pressing yours down hard on his. His sweet sexy taste intoxicated you and you immediately craved more. Your arms were tight around his neck and your legs squeezed his hips as his arm went around your waist while his other hand rested on the back of your head, sighing as you kissed him. Harry walked forward and you found yourself being placed down on the marble counter, slowly breaking his lips away.

“I missed you too, gorgeous.” He smiled, laying a kiss on the tip of your nose. His expression changed and he looked at you with curiosity.

“Mmm, what’s that wonderful smell?”

“Tacos, babe. Your favourite.” You said.

“God, I love you.” He whispered, kissing your jaw before going over to see what you had prepared for dinner so far.

You slid yourself off the counter and brought your fingers to your lips as you admired the profile of Harry’s back. He was only wearing jeans and a white button-down but he made the simple look completely flawless. You walked over to him and circled your arms around his waist, resting your cheek on his back. He laid one of his hands over yours and relaxed in your hold.

“You OK, gorgeous?”

“I’ve just missed you. So so much.” You murmured. Harry turned around in your arms and placed his hands on your waist, kissing your forehead.

“I know. I’ve missed you too.”

You glided your hands up his chest and undid the first button of his shirt, allowing the top of his butterfly tattoo to be shown. You would be lying if you said you hadn’t been sexually frustrated for the months that Harry had been away. You had been craving him and now that he was back home, he was all yours again. You titled your head up to kiss him, gently deepening it as he clutched your waist, pulling you closer.

“Aren’t you hungry, baby?” He asked.

“Yes. But not for food.”

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Welcome Home

For @dadshirtking​ and @happilyinlovewithharrystyles​, enjoy, my babes!


It was great to have Harry home for a while. One Direction were on a small two-week break from their tour and your boyfriend chose to spend all 14 free days with you. It was hard having him go away from many months but you supported him 100%. You knew how much he loved his career. It wasn’t a job to him. He was living the dream and you saw how happy he was on stage with his three brothers. And you couldn’t be more proud of him.

It was early September on a cool autumn night in London as you cooked dinner when you heard the sound of his keys in the door. It swung open and there he stood with bags on his shoulders and a smile on his face when he saw you. You abandoned the food and flew across the room, laughing as he dropped all of his bags and welcomed you into his arms. You leapt onto him, wrapping your arms and legs around his body, burying your face in his chocolate curls.

“Hello, baby. Missed me?” His voice sent shivers down your spine. So deep and slow and perfect.

“Mmm-hmm. So much.” You mumbled. You brought your head back and quickly found his lips, pressing yours down hard on his. His sweet sexy taste intoxicated you and you immediately craved more. Your arms were tight around his neck and your legs squeezed his hips as his arm went around your waist while his other hand rested on the back of your head, sighing as you kissed him. Harry walked forward and you found yourself being placed down on the marble counter, slowly breaking his lips away.

“I missed you too, gorgeous.” He smiled, laying a kiss on the tip of your nose. His expression changed and he looked at you with curiosity.

“Mmm, what’s that wonderful smell?”

“Tacos, babe. Your favourite.” You said.

“God, I love you.” He whispered, kissing your jaw before going over to see what you had prepared for dinner so far.

You slid yourself off the counter and brought your fingers to your lips as you admired the profile of Harry’s back. He was only wearing jeans and a white button-down but he made the simple look completely flawless. You walked over to him and circled your arms around his waist, resting your cheek on his back. He laid one of his hands over yours and relaxed in your hold.

“You OK, gorgeous?”

“I’ve just missed you. So so much.” You murmured. Harry turned around in your arms and placed his hands on your waist, kissing your forehead.

“I know. I’ve missed you too.”

You glided your hands up his chest and undid the first button of his shirt, allowing the top of his butterfly tattoo to be shown. You would be lying if you said you hadn’t been sexually frustrated for the months that Harry had been away. You had been craving him and now that he was back home, he was all yours again. You tilted your head up to kiss him, gently deepening it as he clutched your waist, pulling you closer.

“Aren’t you hungry, baby?” He asked.

“Yes. But not for food.”

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anonymous asked:

Hello!! How do you think Hyungwon, Shownu, Kihyun and Changkyun will react (long reaction if possible^^) if their crush back hugged them and kiss them on the cheek before running away? I don't know if it makes a lot of sense sorry ^-^;;; Thank so much!! And congratulation for your 100 followers you deserve it!💕 Bye😊❤

Thank you so much! It made sense, don’t worry, and you’re welcome ^^

Edit: I’m so sorry! I reread your message and realized I wrote this as if you were his s/o! But if you were their crush, the “I love you” wouldn’t be there and they would be 10x more shy and less kisses! So sorry!

Originally posted by shownuz

Shownu - You saw him standing with the other members from far away. You had come by the company building to drop off some lunch you had bought from a near by bubble tea shop and a few pastries from their favorite bakery. Smiling to yourself, you held the bags in each hand, careful not to spill everything. As you crept closer, you had to pause to make sure he wouldn’t hear you. They were at the end of the hall, looking at their exhibition they held some time ago. You felt your heart beating faster and before you knew it, you were standing right behind him. Somehow, no one heard you set down the bags despite being (somewhat) silent. Quickly, you hugged his waist and almost missed his cheek since he was so tall. “I love you!” You quickly said before he could turn around and see you running away. “Y-Yah!” Shownu held his hand out but his foot hit the bags, looking down to see your treats. “Thank you!” He called out as the other members noticed and surrounded the bags. “You’re welcome!” You yelled down the hall, arms flailing until you left the building. He, like everyone, would be really surprised and wouldn’t say anything until he could process it. In the end, he’d be smiling at your silly action and return the favor when you least expect it. Instead, he’d pick you up and kiss you until you told him to stop. That would be… never?

Originally posted by mcnstax

Kihyun - You had gotten home from work, and honestly, just glad that you came home. You noticed Kihyun was in the shower, so you decided to surprise him for the time being. Putting your things away, you heard the door make a ‘click’ and the hot air being released into the hallway. You were hiding behind the couch, and in front was a hallway a bit to the right where Kihyun was. He had a towel around his neck and his phone in hand. You peeked your head from the couch and watched him go into the kitchen, muttering, “I wonder if they want seafood tonight… No, they can’t eat salmon, I forgot…” You found this cute as he remembered but nonetheless, you carried out your plan. He took off his towel to dry his hair a bit more before folding and setting it on a nearby table. You tiptoed your way to the kitchen and wrapped your arms around his waist. “What the–?” You kissed his cheek and chuckled before running away to use the shower. “I love you too!” He said as he noticed something. “You didn’t grab a change of clothes!” “Damn it!” You walked out of the shower in shame. Kihyun would find it adorable to surprise him. He’d laugh and find a fault in every plan you decide to do this. After all, he’s perceptive and will tease you about it later. When he does it to you, he wouldn’t actually run away and just keep hugging you like a little koala.

Originally posted by mmmgoals

Hyungwon - “Do you want to meet up at the playground? We’re about to have our photo shoot there. The theme is youth.” “Sure! I’ll be there soon.” You hung up the phone with Hyungwon and grabbed your keys and left the house. Hyungwon often called you to visit him and the other members. However, you didn’t have much time to visit them since you had to leave for work shortly after. Arriving at the playground, you saw Jooheon and Minhyuk playing with one of the staff’s little son and you looked around for Hyungwon. He had just finished his portion of the photos with I.M and Shownu, so he checked his phone and looked around like you did. Shownu smiled at you and pointed to where he was and left the scene. You thanked him (mentally) before running over and hugging his waist. His body tightened and he looked back and smiled when you kissed his cheek. “I’m glad you came!” Hyungwon chirped. “Sorry, but I have to leave for work! I’ll come by again if you’re not…” He couldn’t hear the last part as you were sprinting away from the set, almost tripping over a few toys here and there, and Hyungwon was laughing at your silliness. “Seriously, how did I let this angel come before me?” “I wonder that too.” I.M passed by him, but didn’t go without a punch to the arm. Shocked to see you but never angry because it’s you! He probably wouldn’t do anything but feel his cheeks getting hotter. If he could, he would probably just rest his chin on your head and hug you even tighter.

Originally posted by eddycakeway18

I.M - He was listening to music at the practice room as the group was taking a short, ten minute break from practicing. You decided to video call him for the time being and his face brightened when he saw you smiling. “Where are you going?” He asked. You held up your phone to your face and tilted it every once and a while when you weren’t looking. You tried your best not to make it seem like you were coming to visit him at the practice room at Loen, so you kept your phone close to you. “Uh, I’m just walking around, nothing major.” You responded. You told him that you had entered a mall where you were going to buy him a gift for when he gets home. On the other side, he was sitting on the floor of the dance room, Kihyun sitting beside him and looking at his phone screen every other minute. “Hold on, I’m going to go get a drink from the vending machine. I.M got up and headed over, not thinking about you being right behind him. You smiled and nodded, quickly approaching him and before he could see you on his screen, you hugged him and kissed his cheek, reflecting on both of your phones. “Hey…! You’re sneaky!” Changkyun turned around and ruffled your hair before you ran away and looked down at your phone to see him smiling and holding his cheek. If he could, he would run after you and spin you around in his arms. He’d kiss you and tell you that you really surprised him this time. If anything, he’d scare you first and have you clutch your heart before he comes and hug you.


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My husband and child. HS IMAGINE

Harry finds out you’re pregnant while you visit him on tour
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I didn’t think I’ll be this nervous for visiting harry. It’s my harry I’m visiting, the same harry I married two years ago but still I’m so nervous. Like I can faint any moment or having a panic attack. We supposed to meet at airport after I land but an emergency happened and he couldn’t pick me up. Now I’m waiting for his driver to come and take me to him.
I’m visiting harry after two weeks of him being away on tour, apparently one direction got back together and now they’re on tour which annoys me to death because I can’t se him around anymore, he’s not there when I’m waking up, he’s not around when I get angry or bothered by work , he wasn’t around when I found out “mrs styles?” a man waved for me. I nod and he walked to me getting my bags “welcome to Indonesia” he said with his thick accent “thank you” I said with an smile. However this kind little moment doesn’t eases the pain and excitement in my heart. I don’t know how he will react. I know he loves kid and adore them but what if it’s too soon for us? Now harry being on tour doesn’t ease it at all.

Before I know I was at hotel’s front door which was blocked by paparazzi, of course it will be. I rolled my eyes and step out of vehicle, immediately question and flashes were thrown at me. I clutched my stomach scared of baby’s security. Finally I get inside the lobby safe and sound and the driver was hot behind me. “This way mrs” he lead me toward elevator. We reached the eleventh floor and my heart start beating faster in my heart. God knows how much I waited to tell him in his face and how much I was happy with the news but suddenly this unsettling in my heart makes everything turned.

He opened a door and hold it for me “me styles is at a meeting, he’ll join you soon” he said and I thanks him again.

I look around the room, it was large and beautiful, everything was decorated with a harmony, if I was in another position I would’ve been fascinating the design but my mind was somewhere else and I couldn’t hold it anymore, I feel like a bomb ready to explode, words floating inside my head and suddenly everything start to spine. I rushed to bathroom and empty my stomach, I don’t know if it was the food or morning sickness or even stress. Maybe mix of them.
I was gagging my stomach in toilet that I didn’t hear door and Harry’s steps.

“Love” he kneels beside me worry , gathering my hair in his hand “are you ok y/n?” He asked eyeing me carefully, just the moment he touched my back I find out how much I actually missed him “I’m ok” I told him lean on him, he hold me in his arms tight “are you sure? We can visit a doctor, or I can call hotel’s doctor may..” “harry I’m ok, it’s just jet lag” he sighs and nod “ok but if you don’t feel good we surely will visit doctor” I nod at him and rest my head on his chest. I close my eyes and breathes him in my lungs.

“I missed you” I said and he nod “me too, sorry I didn’t pick you up earlier” he said kissing my head “it’s ok” I stare in his eyes “I just didn’t want you see me like this after two week” he laughed a melodic sound “oh yeah? But that’s ok, I’ll love you even when you’re throwing up, or after that, I’ll love you when the tour ends , or when I’m coming back to you and you nag about work , I’ll love you after you give me children and after that, I’ll love you for eternity” he said and my heart skips a beat by him mentioning children. Should I tell him now? I opened my mouth but before I could say anything a knock was heard from door “harry mate we should talk” liam voice was recognized behind hotel door. He helped me lay on bed and exit room. I lay there and wait for him. When suddenly door gets open and harry runs in with a phone in his hand that I assumed it’s Liam’s because he was hot on his heels.

“Oh hi Liam” I sit and wanted to greet liam but before that harry holds the phone in my face “what’s this y/n?” He said , I look at the phone and it was an article. Actually it was a MailOnline article about me living obstetrician and that they assumed I’m pregnant. Suddenly I feel sick again. Harry was reacting badly just by an article what he gonna do if he finds out I’m pregnant?

“What’s this?” He asked again with cold voice that scares me more. Where’s my caring harry? “I…l” I was ran out of words, liam stand in front of harry “mate calm down let the poor girl breathe” harry looks around and I know he was frustrated. I can’t let him go but I can’t let my baby go too.

“I-I’m pregnant” I mumble. Harry’s head turned to me so suddenly that I think it can break “w-what?” Liam look at me shocked as well “I’m p-pregnant harry” I said one more time but the only reaction I get was a nod, tears gathered in my eyes and running down my face.
I stare at my hands while trying to control my breathes. He sat beside me holding me in his arms “I-lm gonna be dad?” He asked still shocked and I nod. He start laughing suddenly and I flinched because I didn’t expect him to such thing. He hold me closer if even possible “Liam I’m gonna be a father , I’m gonna ba dad can you believe it?”

Liam congratulates us and left room to give us more privacy, harry kissed my head and I was still shocked, he look at my freeze body “are you ok love?” He asked suddenly scared? “Are you really happy?” I asked but really sure if I’m awake or no. He nods and his smile reach his eyes “of course I am. I’m gonna be dad , we gonna be parents” I look at him “but you … you were angry just … just by a news ” he shook his head “no I thought it’s rumors and you didn’t tell me about it, I was mad because I don’t want you struggling with rumors alone and …” I cut him off and kissed him hardly, I can’t believe I ever doubted him.

We lay on bed and just enjoy each others presence. I was in his arms , in my home and he was humming softly in my ear.
He sits on his arm stare at me suddenly “you gonna love her/his more than me , aren’t you?” He pout like a child and I hit him softly in his chest. We both laughed at his stupid jock. “I’m gonna love her or him but not as much as you, but you shouldn’t do the same” he said but continues “just love me. Me and only me” this child that I’m in his arms is my very first child, my child and my husband, he’s just four years old in body of a 23yrs old man. I love him endlessly and don’t believe if any other human being can make me feel the same way. “I’ll love you more, no matter what” he nods and kiss me all over my face. I do love him so much.

I hope you enjoyed , I hope the one who request it really enjoyed it and please next time tell me how you want your story to be. Thanks for reading this. All the love. Xx

Overwatch comes to rwby
  • Jaune: hey guys i want you to meet my sisters
  • Ruby: sounds like fun to us right guy?
  • Wby and npr: sure
  • Jaune: ok just act like your not surprised when you meet them. First is my youngest sister efi
  • Efi: hi friends of my big brother
  • Yang: wait how is tha- what is that behind her
  • Orisa: hello mr arc
  • Jaune: hello orisa that is orisa efi creation and a part of the family. Anyway here is my other sister hana song aka D.Va pro gamer and mech pilot
  • D.Va playing with jaune: hey little bro and friends you haven't been online for a while
  • Ruby: jaune buddy are you really related to them?
  • Jaune: yea anyway here is my other sister ame´lie aka widowmaker pro sniper
  • Widowmaker eating a bag if chips: hey little bro thanks for letting me kneecap that cardin douche
  • Jaune getting some chips out of the bag:
  • Your welcome big sis
  • Blake: wait is she a fanus
  • Jaune: yes anyway next would be my sister lena aka tracer she reminds me of you ruby
  • Tracer using blink: ello loves
  • Yang: oh come on
  • Jaune: we are almost done because my sister sombra is and sombra stop hacking for once
  • Sombra: i can't its what i get paid for you wouldn't want me to go broke would you?
  • Jaune: no no i wouldn't so guys any questions
  • Yang: how are you guys even related
  • Ruby: and what is role in the family
  • Jaune: we are related because papa was a rolling stone
  • Jaune: and i am the getaway driver/uber of the family
  • Ren: is that you pull drifts and drive fast when we let you drive
  • Jaune: ...its a gift

anonymous asked:

Why do Canadians have milk in bags??? How is that practical at all, doesn't it go everywhere when you try to open it?

LE GASP!!!

NONNY HOW DARE YOU INSULT THE SANCTITY OF BAGGED MILK.

Nonny, let me educate you on the superiority of bagged milk.

  • Bagged milk comes in a 4L (~1 GAL) bag with 3 milk pouches each. 
  • We have milk containers that hold the bags, and you snip the top to make a spout. You can uses scissors or you can buy an actual bag snipper which has a hook on it so it can hang on the side of the milk container.


  • It’s cheaper to buy one 4 litre bag of milk than a 2L carton of milk (jugged milk isn’t common here where I live in Ontario), at 4.19$ and ~3.00$ respectively. 
  • AND because bagged milk is cheaper and comes in 3 pouches, you can freeze your bags that you aren’t using. Yes, milk can be frozen, and if you don’t drink milk often, you’re NOT WASTING MONEY ON MILK YOU’RE NOT DRINKING. You just defrost the next pouch near the end of your used pouch, and it will be defrosted by the time you need your next chocolate milk.
  • I find it lasts longer as well; I can go about a week on the same bag before it starts smelling off.
  • It’s easier to see it when it is curdling; it leaves a little white film around the edges when it’s getting off.
  • You don’t get that gross smell that develops at the top of cartons. You don’t fight with cartons. It’s just simply better. It’s more practical, and on my VERY tight income, bagged milk is better economically. 

It’s just better in every way, Nonny. I’m so sad you haven’t experienced it. 

What’s weird is that you guys DON’T have bagged milk, WTH.

indefinable.

love
/lʌv/

noun

  1. a strong feeling of affection.
  2. something she exudes; her skin, her ribs, her heart cannot contain it.
  3. she forgives, over and over; she tries to forget barbed words from someone who used to love her, pointed and aimed to injure; she tries to ignore the sense of him drifting away, into a darkness she cannot comprehend; she forgives, over and over, until she cannot ignore or forgive anymore; a line is crossed.
  4. she watches him grow, change into someone different; his shoulders broaden and his voice deepens, but his crooked grin stays the same; his effect on her is a constant; she notices their orbits gravitating towards each other; she tries to fight, but the laws of physics are stronger than her resolve.
  5. drunken laughter and silly faces; an oversized quidditch jumper that drowns her in something indefinable; the softness of his pillow and the warmth of his bedspread at three in the morning when she is too tired to move; he sleeps on the floor without complaint, even though the bed is plenty big enough for both of them; she wishes he wasn’t so noble.
  6. a heady feeling in a misty room; the woody smell of broomsticks, of butterbeer, of disturbed dirt under a full moon; an involuntary smile that quickly spreads across her face; immediately understanding what it means; the relief of knowing no one else knows what she smells; him.
  7. the big, bright and beautiful something that erupts from the end of her wand; being stunned momentarily by the glow, then by the surprising, but not wholly unexpected, animal standing in front of her; she ignores the murmuring around the room to catch his eye; her shy smile mirrors his broad grin and it feels like the start of something beautiful.
  8. he makes her feel safe in a world ready to break her; he’s not so noble anymore, he shares the bed and steals the covers, but he shares his skin and his heart and it’s enough to keep her warm; she doesn’t complain.
  9. an odd weight on her finger, full of history and importance, and she’s not sure she deserves it; he whispers iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou and she bursts.
  10. eyes alight with happiness; cheeks that ache because she cannot stop smiling; a clumsy first dance; his arms around her waist and hers around his neck; their orbits collide into one, and she’s never been a physicist, but it feels like the big bang.
  11. his warm hands press against her swollen belly; he coos and sings off-key while she tries to read; every time she thinks she’s reached a limit for how much she loves him, he proves her wrong.
  12. harry; everything about him.
  13. a home they’ve made for themselves, just their tiny family of three; the smell of baking every sunday morning; watching raindrops race down the window during downpours; the dream of freedom outside someday.
  14. she loves so much, but it is not enough to save james.
  15. she hears him fall and she shatters.
  16. she loves so much, it oozes and pours out of her.
  17. it is not enough to save her.
  18. but it is enough to save harry.

selflessness
/ˈsɛlfləsnəs/

noun

  1. concerned more with the needs and wishes of others than with one’s own; unselfish.
  2. he has never had siblings to share with before, but now he has three brothers and he cannot give them enough; he would give them the world.
  3. the moon waxes and wanes; he watches remus wax and wane, too; it is not a hard connection to make.
  4. he gets ten detentions in a month, but it’s worth it to protect remus’ secret, to make peter feel included, to make sirius laugh; everything is worth it for them.
  5. he breaks the law; he keeps a mandrake leaf in his mouth for a whole month and it’s difficult and annoying, but he never regrets the choice he makes.
  6. finding his best friend on his front step with hollow eyes and a half-filled bag; welcoming him home like the brother he is.
  7. he wonders if it’s selfless or selfish that he learns to make her laugh; the others complain that he’s selfish for always harping on about her.
  8. placing a sack of gold galleons on the dining table; remus stammers out a protest, but he has none of it; his friend needs it more than he ever will and that’s all he needs to know.
  9. in a choice between freedom and his son, there is no contest.
  10. facing down death, straight-backed, proud and wandless; he hopes it is enough to save them.
  11. falling like a marionette whose strings were cut.

betrayal
/bɪˈtreɪəl/

noun

  1. exposing (one’s country, a group, or a person) to danger by treacherously giving information to an enemy.
  2. his feet trip over themselves at the sorting ceremony; he curses them.
  3. he dreams of growing out of his baby fat, of being tall, and strong, and handsome; his body has other ideas.
  4. excited anticipation, followed by an incredible anticlimax; he watches his friends transform into impressive beings, noble and loyal; he breathes, his heart dances in his chest, and then it shrinks, he shrinks and the world becomes too much; his friends stare, frozen; fur prickles his skin, his voice squeaks and disappointment gnaws at him; why does this always happen to him?
  5. even after everything they’d been through together, he pretends they forget him; he resents their successes; it makes it easier to turn the other way.
  6. when the dark lord falls, he cannot help feeling deceived; no one cares enough about him to stick things through, it seems.
  7. it is so easy to blame someone else.
  8. he knows it’s over, knows they’ll come for the traitor.
  9. so he runs.

emptiness
/ˈɛm(p)tɪnəs/

noun

  1. the state of containing nothing.
  2. sometimes he thinks about his life before; he prefers to forget.
  3. the house he returns to every summer suffocates him; he spends his time dreaming of his new home, of his new family; he resists the urge to leave, but just barely; he runs on empty.
  4. his life is a dichotomy, of light and dark, of everything and nothing; when nothingness becomes too much, he runs away and never looks back.
  5. war tears them apart and leaves them hollow.
  6. alarm bells sound when he visits peter to discover an empty house; he is not empty anymore; dread pools in his stomach.
  7. the house is now a ruinous skeleton of its former self; he can see james’ body from the front porch, the door hangs off its hinges; there are no words.
  8. from the arms of a giant, harry reaches for him, and he is filled with an infinitesimal hope, but it is all in vain; he bequeaths his motorbike, watches it roar into the sky and fade into darkness.
  9. he has nothing left.

loneliness
/ˈləʊnlɪnɪs/

noun

  1. sadness because one has no friends or company.
  2. he feels it eat away at him, he has done ever since he was five; when he’s older, he laughs at the irony; oh, how can one be lonely when you keep a monster inside of you?
  3. pomfrey’s pitying look; she cannot help him anymore than keeping him company on the trip to the shack; in the end, he relishes the isolation, wants to stay alone forever (it is better than the alternative); his skin crawls and he is not alone anymore; the moon and the monster keep him company.
  4. they know and he pretends not to notice, but he waits for the inevitable; he does want them to leave him; now that he has known companionship, he dreads the ache of loneliness; it never comes.
  5. it is something he forgets for a while; he wishes he could forget it forever.
  6. howls and snarls keep him awake at night; the war rages on; he is surrounded by monsters, but he has never felt more alone.
  7. he wakes on the first of november; the ache of loneliness comes and it does not fade.
  8. he has no one.

tragedy
/ˈtradʒɪdi/

noun

  1. a lamentable, dreadful, or fatal event or affair; calamity; disaster.
  2. what they are.
Heartbeat (Tadashi Hamada X Reader)

Fandom: Big Hero 6
Pairing: Tadashi Hamada X Reader
Word Count: 2,279
Author’s Note: I recommend listening to this while reading: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MMRL1qX627M&index=5&list=PLTQ_nH6Q-v_UA-hcBV4S0xbbS9OppWszf

Doing all I can do, just to be close to you.
Every time that we meet, I skip a heartbeat.

When Tadashi first met you at the San Fransokyo Institute of Technology, he had been rushing to his lab as he had an important project due the next day, and he had absolutely crashed into you.

His papers and folders went flying, as did your own, and you had some kind of drink in your hand that spilled all over your white shirt.

“I’m so sorry.” Tadashi said immediately, hands moving to your shirt before realizing that he didn’t know what exactly to do with said shirt.

Your drink, a passion tea lemonade from the university’s cafeteria, was bright pink, and it had spread all across your shirt, dying it a lighter shade of pink. Instead of yelling at Tadashi or even getting mad, you just looked down at your shirt appraisingly, before a huge smile spread across your face.

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