why do you do these things to my soul

why is this his quote at the top of his page god damn it

Best Lines From Each Hamilton Song

Alexander Hamilton: You could never back down, you never learned to take your - TIME

Aaron Burr, Sir: Talk Less. Smile More.

My Shot: I think ya pants look hot ;)

The Story of Tonight: Raise a glass to freedom…

Schuyler Sisters: You want a revolution? I want a revelation!

Farmer Refuted: Is he in Jersey?

You’ll Be Back: I will kill your friends and family… to remind you of, my, love DA DA DA D-

Right Hand Man: Burr! Sir? Close the door on your way out.

Winters Ball: If you could marry a sister, you’re rich son. Is it a question of if Burr, or which one?

Helpless: Laughing at my sister cause she wants to form a harem: I’m just saying if you really loved me you would share him. HA!

Satisfied: … He’d be mine. She would say “I’m fineshe’d be lying.

The Story of Tonight (Reprise): You are the worst, Burr

Wait For It: When they died they left no instructions, just a legacy to protect 

Stay Alive: I’m a general. WEEE!!

Ten Duel Commandents: Okay so we’re doing this

That Would Be Enough: And if this child shares a fraction of your smile, or a fragment of your mind, look out world, that would be enough.

Guns And Ships: No one has more resilience or matches my practical tactical BRILLIANCE.

History Has Its Eyes On You: You have no control who lives, who dies, who tells your story.

Yorktown (The World Turned Upside Down): Immigrants, we get the job done.

What Comes Next: Awesome. Wow.

Dear Theodosia: I’ll do whatever it takes. I’ll make a million mistakes.

Nonstop: Hamilton wrote THE OTHER FIFTY-ONE

What’d I Miss?: I guess I basically missed the late 80’s.

Cabinet Battle #1: Turn around, bend over, I’ll show you where my shoe fits.

Take a Break: You’ve written “My Dearest, Angelica…. “

Say No To This: That was my wife who you decided to- fuuu

The Room Where It Happens: The art of the compromise, hold your nose and close your eyes.

Schuyler Defeated: They don’t need to know me they don’t like you.

Cabinet Battle #2: You must be outta your GODDAMN MIND


One Last Time: I’m sorry wha-?

I Know Him: They will tear each other into pieces, Jesus Christ this will be fun :D

Adams Administration: Siddown John YOU FAT MOTHER——

We Know: My god…

Hurricane: … We were sick and she was holding me, I couldn’t seem to die.

The Reynolds Pamphlet: You could never be satisfied, god I hope your satisfied.

Burn: You, you, you

Blow Us All Away: Everything is legal in New Jersey…

Stay Alive (Reprise): I know, you did everything just right.

It’s Quiet Uptown: Forgiveness. Can you imagine?

The Election of 1800: Well I’ll be damned…

Your Obedient Servant: Here’s an itemised list of thirty years of disagreements. Sweet Jesus

The World Was Wide Enough: America, you great unfinished symphony, you sent for me.

Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story: Oh I can’t wait to see you again, it’s only a matter of time.

Bonus Songs:

Congratulations: You know why Jefferson can do what he wants? He doesn’t dignify schoolyard taunts with a response

Dear Theodosia (Reprise): We bleed and fight for you, sometimes it seems that’s all we do.

Ten Things, One Thing (I genuinely can’t decide between these five so here you go):

- The sun is in my eyes. I am almost giddy as I watch it slowly rise over my New York City.

- I examine the gun that we shared. Philip never hurt a soul, he must have been so scared.

- I feel a sense of calm fill me, it’s not in his political interest to kill me.

- My Eliza is still asleep. I left her a letter, I could have written it better.

- They put us through our paces, we count to ten. God, I can’t wait to see her again.

Just a quick note to say I didn’t forget Tomorrow There’ll Be More of Us, I just decided against including it because, in Lin’s own words, it’s more of a scene than a song. Really it’s just the The Story of Tonight sung over some quite, uneventful dialouge (very poetic given the content of that dialouge) so I decided to just leave it out. Anyways thanks for reading my random post I guess? Bye bye

Is no one going to talk about the scene at the end of Beauty and The Beast (2017) where everyone is turning into “antiques”? It starts with Lumiere crying over Plumettes motionless body & I’M SHOOK! GARDEROBE & CADENZA REACH FOR EACH OTHER FOR THE FIRST TIME IN FOREVER & THEN THEY SLOWLY FADE AWAY. & Then Mrs. Potts is looking for Chip & then she freezes & Chip almost crashes to the ground?!?!?! MY SOUL LEFT MY DAMN BODY!! And then Cogsworth says to Lumiere “It’s been an honor serving with you my friend?” WHAT THE HELL?!?! THAT WAS TRAUMATIZING!! DISNEY WHY DO YOU DO THESE THINGS WITH MY HEART; I FELT MY CHILDHOOD DIE!!

My Own Boy,

Your sonnet is quite lovely, and it is a marvel that those red-roseleaf lips of yours should be made no less for the madness of music and song than for the madness of kissing. Your slim gilt soul walks between passion and poetry. I know Hyacinthus, whom Apollo loved so madly, was you in Greek days. Why are you alone in London, and when do you go to Salisbury? Do go there to cool your hands in the grey twilight of Gothic things, and come here whenever you like. It is a lovely place and lacks only you; but go to Salisbury first.

Always, with undying love,

Yours, Oscar

—  Oscar Wilde to Lord Alfred Douglas
Divide - as heard by me, Tumblr user live-laugh-ed.
  • Eraser: Coke will fuk u up. Don't do the drugs kidz.
  • Castle on the Hill: nostalgia is real. Growing up suckz, let's go watch a sunset dudes.
  • Dive: haha dive... more like dive right into that p*ssy. No really let's have the sex.
  • Shape of You: *gyrates hips into another dimension*
  • Perfect: darling just kiss (kill) me slow. no but really why am I single, where is my "dancing in the dark, barefoot on the grass"?
  • Galway Girl: I've got a huge Doritos & wine boner 4 u.
  • Happier: Man pain x 1000000
  • New Man: Ur new bf is a bleached a**hole
  • Heart Don't Break Around Here: (except mine) Why am I single? part 2.
  • What Do I Know?: Love is good, I think, maybe. who knows? I might be full of sh*t? But I'm sticking with it.
  • How Would You Feel(Paean): um this is getting repetitive but Why am I single? part 3. "How would you feel?" Dead, I feel dead inside.
  • Supermarket Flowers: *whispers softly* pls don't.
  • Barcelona: aye papi, mucho caliente daddy.
  • Bibia Be Ye Ye: *loses shoes* *loses keys* *throws up in cab* is this song about me?
  • Nancy Mulligan: Irish people doing Irish things and falling in Irish love.
  • Save Myself: save my soul from this pain.
Monster Rp starters

(This is for like monster people and Au’s, not something like a person so horrible they’ve become a monster)

“Hey you got your feathers all through my jacket again!”

“Did you just…eat that mouse…?”

“I just ate a mouse and I feel sick”

“Stop chasing your tail, your a grown (man/women/adult)”

“I know you love me but please let go of me, I can’t breathe”

“Jesus your a lot taller then I thought you were”

“Are you…making a nest? Why?”

“Do you need help putting your contact in?”

“What’s it like only having one eye?”

“So if your stomach has a mouth does that mean it eats too?”

“Your pointy ears are adorable”

“Please don’t steal my soul, I have class in like an hour and the soul stealing thing takes all day”

“Stop scratching the couch oh my god”

“Screw you I’m gonna scratch the couch if I want to”

“Please stop touching the light bulb, I know it’s pretty but you keep hurting yourself”

“Hey can you help me find my (body part)”

“Do you need help looking for (body part)”

“Hey I’ve lost my body! Help me look for it before it does something stupid!”

“Why are you eating catnip?”

“I just ate catnip and can’t feel my legs”

“Hey throw the toy I wanna catch it!”

“I don’t want to throw the toy…ugh fine give it here”

“I know it’s supposed to be cold today but the sun is out and if I go outside I’m probably going to catch on fire”

“I can make snow from my hands! Wanna see?!”

“Wow you can use magic?! Can you teach me!?”

“I know I’m not supposed to like a human, but I’ll make an exception because your cute”

“I just wanna tie you up in my web and cuddle you forever!”

“I need water, I’m getting dehydrated and I’m starting to smell like dead fish”

“I accidentally got slime all over your wall when I tried to kill a fly…I’m sorry”

“Hey it’s okay, it’s just a bit of slime”

“I accidentally set your clothes on fire when I was trying to fold them”

“Hey scratch my ear it’s itchy and you don’t have claws”

“I may or may not have got fur all over your couch when me and (random name) where playing”

“I accidentally broke your door and I’m sorry but maybe get a stronger door next time”

“This is the sixth door this month, stop slamming them please”

“Is it rude to ask if I could ride on you back?”

“What do you mean you want to ride me? I’m not a horse, well I mean, I’m not THAT kind of horse”

“How do you stop yourself from decaying? I mean, you are kinda dead after all”

“What’s it like having six tails?”

“Here, sit down and I’ll brush your wings”

“How did you get flees? Oh well time for a bath huh?”

“I wanna cuddle but I’m kinda scared I’ll crush you, so maybe you just sit in my lap and I hold you?”

“Hey I’m thirsty can I have some of your blood? Just to hold me off until we get home”

“Hey can you turn on the air conditioning? I know it’s like twenty degrees but I think I’m gonna melt”

“Hey pay attention to me! I want love!”

“I came here to get your soul but honestly I feel like if I take it, it’ll just Make me sad”

“Please take my Soul I’m so depressed”

“So I may or may not have accidentally broke my neck when I feel off the roof sooo, surprise! I’m a ghost now”

Yixing as your Boyfriend

Originally posted by kimjongah

Request: Heloo! Can you make Yixing as a boyfriend imagine? Thanks!

A/N: Here you are! I hope you enjoy and sorry for the wait~

- omfg send help

- he’s so god damn squishy

- l i t e r a l boyfriend material

- loves to show you off

- at least to the members

- but doesn’t just boast about your dashing good looks, your personality is what he loves to show off

- “look how caring and nice y/n is~”

- “they’re just the sweetest, aren’t they?”

- so many back hugs

- loves to just cook for you????

- not even just dinner or something

- he does meal-prepping for you so you always eat healthily

- “my baby always has to eat well.”

- so so so protective

- not in an uncomfortable way

- he just wants you to remember that you’re his

- and everyone else in the world

- buying you things

- all the things

- lots of couple items

- park dates

- movie dates

- any place he knows will make you smile

- whispering sweet nothings to you in Mandarin because he can

- teaching you little bits of Mandarin to communicate with his family

- lay is known for being a pretty forgetful person

- but he remembers every little damn detail about you

- your favorite ice cream flavor, shoe size, tickle spots etc.

- probs memorized your cycle if you have one

- please wear this boy’s clothing

- just do it oml he loves it

- although you have to accept the risks that come with it

- *wink wink*

- highkey really kinky honestly

- daddy af

- hickeys everywhere and refuses to let you hide them

- “let the world see you’re mine baby.”

- honestly when he’s horny he’s like a completely different person

- really loud in bed tho

- hmmmm okay moving on

- doing cute little couple things like building pillow forts and not leaving for 3 years

- trying to wake him up in the morning is literal hell

- but he’s so cute with his bedhead and everything that it doesn’t matter

- little unicorn gets so flustered whenever he sees you

- somehow you make his heart flutter without doing anything

- he’s just so in love

- a few cute pet names, but prefers to use your first name

- “it’s just the most amazing thing i’ve ever heard, why would i replace it?”

- ughsjkdfhlkajshfdf my bias wrecker is showing

- i’ll go now

 - just treat him and his beautiful soul right

-Admin Yeonie

Do you think heaven cries
for all the soul she’s lost?
Do you think God noticed my absence?
Do you think he sleeps at night,
do you think he misses me?
I can carry a light in my heart,
They say pray to remain faithful
and claim all things happens in the arms of God.
If that be true, all the bad happened in the eyes of God,
and he watched us die.
If God so loved the world,
why are all the sick not cured,
why do people that prey on the young and weak exist?
I was a child,
he was a child,
she was a child.
We are threatened to bow at his feet,
told that if we do not believe
a hell awaits for us.
But it feels as though hell is on earth
and we are all on fire.

bookworm153  asked:

Letter/Jumin/I never believed in true love

Dear (Y/N), 

        This letter may seem pointless but it is time that I confessed my feelings for you. I never opened up to anyone because I don’t want to give someone the power to destroy. I know you won’t destroy my heart, but life works in weird ways. I am scared that you will become my biggest lesson. Perhaps, I may take the risk and jump in the ocean of your love. Will you be there to make sure I don’t drown? Will your waves be gently or will they crash leaving scars of your love around my body? Whatever the case may be but I trust you. I never believed in true love, but I want to believe in you. 

      If believing in true love means that I get to see your smile, then so be it. I will believe in it just so I can be consumed by your soul. I will need to ask a favor of your though, I need you to be patient with me. I need you to promise you will love the dark side of me. Can you do that for me please? I’m scared that my darkness will cloud your light. Thats the last thing that I would ever want to do, is for you to see me has the cold emotionless human being. I want you to see the real me. I want to show you my scars and why I got them. I want to tell you why I’m scared of the unknown. Most importantly, I want to learn about your scars? I want to trace them and give them light kisses because I know you’ve been through so much. 

    I can’t wait to get lost in your mind. 


Jumin Han.

Peter Parker Imagine

Requested: Anonymous

Imagine: Hey! I was wondering if you do one shots based off songs? If so, could you maybe do one for Peter Parker based off Wasted by MKTO? If not, that’s fine. I love your work!💗

A/N: love you too nonny || and yes, I do imagines/one-shots based off songs. and i’ve never heard this song (but i love mkto) but when you showed up in my ask box i listened to it, and i’m legit addicted to this song now. so thank you nonny lol, i found a new song that’s on repeat :) || Feel free to listen to this song and read :D

Warning: None

You saw as Peter was falling asleep, his back was faced towards you. You really felt like Peter was something different. He had an actual connection with you, he had lots of things in common with you. He was sweet, gentle, practically everything you were looking for, was what Peter was. But before you jumped to conclusions, you just shook it off and denied it. 

You’ve never really thought that you can be in a positive relationship with anybody. You constantly move on, guy to guy, you’ve got serious commitment issues. And it’s hard for you to know who you really want. You slipped out of the bed, trying not to wake Peter up. You started to silently pick up your clothes off of the ground, putting them back onto your body. 

After you finished getting fully clothed, you looked at Peter who looked fast asleep. You sighed and started heading towards the closed door. You open it up, making the door creak loudly. You closed your eyes, hoping you didn’t awaken Peter.

‘‘Where are you gong Y/N?’‘ you hear peter groan, making you turn around.

‘‘I’m just.. Getting some water, that’s all. I’m thirsty.’‘ you smile nervously.

‘‘You need me to show you where it is?’‘ peter asks.

‘‘Um, I’m good. I can find my way.’‘ you smile, turning back to the door.

You stepped one foot out the door before Peter said those three words that made you weak.

‘‘I love you Y/N.’‘ peter says.

You turn around and look at him, the innocence in his eyes were killing you. He smiled at you and you smiled back. Nobodies ever said I love you to you, it’s usually just you do what you do. And you leave, no words to be said. But the fact that Peter said those words, made your decision to leave, a lot harder.

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

Can you give me sc fanfic rec? some of your favorites

hi! yeah, sure. here we go:

-  three days by silent_specter (MASTERPIECE.. that’s all i’m saying)

- monster under the bed by bijane (angst.. sO MUCH ANGST IT HURTS)

- pattern of behaviour by kaeneus (this fic is BREAKING MY SOUL.. why do i do this to myself?)

- puppy love by yourbestapology (one shot bUT IT’S THE CUTEST THING EVER)

- supergirl in training by wtfoctagon (I!!!!! Love!!!!! My!!!!! Moms!!!!!!!)

- not afraid to fall by prettyaveragewhiteshark (THIS FIC KILLED ME AND THEN BROUGHT ME BACK TO LIFE)

she glides away (like a ghost) by cyclothimic (WHY DID I READ THIS)

- color me blue by eviewhite (dude i’ve read this fic like 4 times its so good - i miss the updates btw)

- will you be my savior? by hypersomniacgrad (i believe this is the first sc fanfic i’ve ever read!!!)

- mercy by rykeral (i literally spend 6 hours reading this)

There’s a new alarm clock where Seto Kaiba yells at you when it’s time to wake up, each one with a different Kaiba-related fantasy

Get up! What? Are you still trying to slip back into dreamland!? What cowardly nonsense
In that case, I’ll have my servant swing down his hammer of fury on you!!
Go, Blue-Eyes White Dragon!! Burst Stream of Destruction!!

Duelists, now is the time, get up, for the Battle Tournament being held!
Bet everything on the Deck that’s your soul, and take on the fight!

Why you, get up already! How much longer do you plan to sleep like a lazy bag of bones!!
Isono, bring them to the R&D Department quickly!
Show me your way of doings things, one that won’t make me ashamed of you being an employee of my company!

Now you can understand how it feels to get murdered by Kaiba every morning of your day

Translation by ygorganization

Not needed (Savitar x Reader x Barry)

Requested by: @bellesredrose​ 
Hi! Loved the “You Can Be A Queen” imagine. I have a somewhat similar idea. What if the reader was the smartest person on the team, since the beginning, but the rest of them only appreciate her intelligence and not her personality. She finally figures that out and is crushed by this so she moves away. Next thing Barry realizes is the future reader has been working/is the significant other of Savitar. Love me some Savitar💗 (and your writing!)

I changed a little bit of the request. Hope that’s okay! I’m not that happy with the ending, but everything else makes me happy!


Originally posted by stupidteletubbie

Originally posted by shedidthat21

Since the beginning of Team Flash you had been there. Through everything with Dr. Wells, Harry, and Zoom. Now, the newest threat was Savitar. He was driving everyone crazy with his appearances, and we were mad trying to find a way to stop and capture him. Nothing seemed to be working.

When the problem arose everyone turned to you, seeing as they saw you as the most intelligent on the team. You had tried everything you could think of at least twice and nothing was working. At this point you were ready to give up, but you couldn’t let the team down, you couldn’t let Iris die.

It was when Savitar attacked again that you realized why the team kept you around.

“(Y/N)! What was that about? I nearly died because of the tech you created!” Barry yelled storming into the cortex.

“I’m sorry! I guess I didn’t calculate something right. I didn’t think Savitar would be able to absorb the blast!“

"That’s right you didn’t think, that’s what has gotten us into a lot of these situations the past few years,” Barry harshly spoke.

“What are you talking about?”

“Most of the tech you create, something goes wrong! And most of the time it results in either Cisco or I getting injured.”

“Then I’m sorry that I’m trying my best!”

“Your best isn’t what we need! You are only here because of your intelligence and it seems that it has had its run.”

You gasped, “What are you saying?”

“I’m telling you the team is no longer in need of your services.”

“Okay then. Goodbye Barry.” So you left the room in a hurry, leaving everyone behind.

You caught a flight to another city, even you didn’t know where you were going. You didn’t think that Savitar would have followed you.

“Why hello there (Y/N),” he said, “fancy seeing you here.”

“Did you follow me here Savitar?” You asked, annoyed at this point.

“Please call me Barry, and yes, I did.”


“Because I remember you leaving, and I also remember that when Savitar comes back, you are standing by his side.”

You coughed, “Sorry what?”

He took a step forward and ran his hand down your cheek softly, “You are my goddess, my lovely (Y/N). No one there appreciated everything you had to offer. Your mind, your heart, and soul. But I do. I learned that you can do amazing things when both your mind and heart are working together.”

“I don’t understand.”

“Come with me. We can work together and make sure Barry becomes who I am now. You will be loved, have everything you ask for and you will be a goddess.”

“If I do this you can’t make me a prisoner, I have to be able to come and go as I please.”

“Of course, you are my equal.”

Savitar attacked the cortex again. This time bringing you with him.

The team saw him in the armor and scrambled for a second, then noticed you standing behind him, in just a simple t-shirt and jeans.

“(Y/N)?” Cisco questioned, worry evident in his voice.

“She went to where she was appreciated for more than just her mind.” Savitar said stepping out of the suit of armor. He pulled you forward and kept his arm around your waist.

“You’re betraying us!” Barry yelled.

“It’s not betraying when you told me to leave the team. Made me feel as though I didn’t have a place here. You made me think that everyone I had ever been friends with, everyone I ever loved, was only there because I was smart. God, you made me feel like hell Barry. And the rest of you did nothing to stop him from letting me leave. You didn’t try and contact me, you didn’t stop me from getting on a flight to who knows where, and you never said that he was wrong!”

“We didn’t know you felt like that,” Joe spoke up, stepping forward, “Just let go of the knife so no one gets hurt.”

You hadn’t even realized you picked up a speed dampening knife.

“Trust me no one of importance is going to get hurt.”

You backed up and grabbed Savitar’s hand.


And you plunged the knife into the heart of Savitar.

He dropped to the ground, the team around you with shock coving their faces.

“That was…AWESOME!” Cisco yelled running over to you.

“I can’t believe you just did that,” Iris steps toward you.

You dropped the knife to the ground, hearing the metal clatter against the tile floor. Letting out a small sob you collapsed forward, someone’s hands rushing out to catch you.

Barry. It was Barry. It’s always Barry who catches you.

“It’s okay. You saved Iris,” he said.

“But I feel like I’ve killed you, and the only one who cares about me.”

“(Y/N), we care about you, not just because you’re literally the smartest person in the room, but because you act like a beacon of light when it’s extremely dark. You guide people through tough times by putting yourself through the hardship as well. We love you, and I’m sorry for what I said to you earlier. Please forgive me.”

“The only reason I know you care is because he did,” you say pointing to Savitar’s body laying motionless on the ground, “and because your heart is too big for your own good.”

“I’m so sorry,” he cried pulling your body into his wrapping you up in a tight embrace. And you never felt more appreciated.

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Fascination IV

Fascination Master List [4/?]

He’s staring at you- God is staring at you with such a pained expression it’s making your stomach a little sick. Your hands are slick with sweat, still clutching the angel blade tightly in your hands. Lucifer’s arm is heavy across your shoulders, his taller form leaning down so his head is closer to yours and you know he is smiling.

“I don’t,” Your lips tremble, your body is afraid of the position it is in, but you don’t feel that fear. “I don’t mean to rush you but I have the devil on my shoulder, so if we could get to the point.” You wanted to know what all of this meant, why God recognized you. Why any of this was happening.

Why you were missing a piece.

Lucifer laughs and his breath brushes against your ear, an involuntary shiver crawling it’s way down your spine.

“I like her.” He says calmly, the hand wrapped around your shoulder patting you against your arm.

Chuck frowns, lips twitching down and his mouth opens, closes, eyes the two of you and he lets out a long sigh. “It’s a long story.”

“Well we’re not going anywhere.” Dean says, clearly frustrated now at the predicament everyone was in, that you were in.

“Right, right.” Chuck says, resembling his vessel more than the almighty God that everyone praised him to be. He was, maybe, but in this moment he looked confused, hurt, and you didn’t understand it. Didn’t know why.

“Any time now, before Lucifer decides to snap her neck.” Dean’s anger is growing, frustrated he can’t get you out of the situation, frustrated that none of this is making any sense. But Chuck is quick to respond, confidently.

“He won’t hurt [Name].”

“What makes you think I won’t?” Lucifer takes it as a challenge, the arm that’s not wrapped around your shoulder moves back to your chin and tugs on it.

“Because she’s your charge.” Chuck says finally, the sympathetic expression on his face wiped away to a more serious one as he eyes his favorite.

What?” Castiel finally speaks up, apparently knowing exactly what that means, but you’re still unsure of it. Chuck glances at Castiel and then back to the two of you.

“When I created humans,” He starts looking at Lucifer. “I wanted you all to live with them, peacefully, happily. For every angel there was going to be a human counterpart. I wanted you all to see why I loved humans so much, and I wanted you to love them too.” His lips purse, a pained expression crossing his face.

“[Name], was-is your charge, Lucifer.”

Lucifer isn’t moving, you aren’t sure if he’s even breathing.

“When I created her, I felt.. She would have been the perfect one for you to watch over. Just enough trouble to keep you on your toes, witty, sly, funny. Caring, kind. Everything I felt you embodied, too. But.. when you refused, when you fell-”

“You mean when you cast me out.” Lucifer corrects through clenched teeth, and the hand around your shoulder tightens.

When you fell,” Chuck continues, “I had only just begun picking each charge for each angel. [Name] was the first one to have been connected to you, I had wanted to surprise you.”

“Color me surprised.” Lucifer says, his tone flat and unimpressed at this information.

“But you fell, and you took an army of angels with you- it screwed up the balance of things. There weren’t enough, I realized then that maybe giving each a charge wouldn’t work. Not if so many of you despised humans the way you did, I was afraid if I had connected everyone to an angel like I did you and [Name] it would end in disaster.”

“Connected?” Sam says slowly, inching forward to look at Chuck with a bewildered expression. Chuck looks over at him and sighs, glancing down at the ground and rubbing at his face.

“The myth that every person is one soul, torn in two?”

“That whole soulmate mumbo jumbo crap?” Dean asks, bemused.

“Yes, the foundation for that myth came from this. I planned to connect the two, so that you could share experiences better, understand one another better and grow from it. But after Lucifer fell, I realized it wouldn’t be good. Not if more continued to fall.”

“I’m connected to Lucifer?” It slips past your mouth, the surprise in your tone matching your expression and Chuck looks over at you and smiles bitterly.

“Yes. You were the only ones I connected before it all fell apart, from there I decided since there were more human charges than angels, I would just assign them to watch over you, quietly, from the distance. To prevent anything happening again.”

“Is this why he said I’m missing a piece?” You blurt, Lucifer’s words about your missing puzzle piece ringing in your head.

“No, that was my doing.”

“Your doing?” It comes out of your mouth a whisper, disbelief.

“When Lucifer fell, you two were connected. Him being in hell was agonizing for you, to feel the flames against your soul, to feel such hatred and anger within you. I didn’t know what else to do, some suggested I.. Some suggested things I refused to do.”

“Destroy her soul, you mean.” Lucifer clarifies for you, and Chuck nods slowly.

“I loved her too much, she’s my child. I didn’t.. I didn’t want to destroy her for my mistake, so I did the only thing I could think of. I took apart of her soul out.”

“Why don’t you tell her what piece?” You aren’t sure you want to know, you do but you don’t. Your fingers are trembling and you must be cold to be shaking his badly, but the little voice is asking where the fear is, why you aren’t scared. You know it has to do with that missing piece.

“I took out the portion of your ability to feel.”

“To feel?” You echo.

“Yes,” His expression is pained, and it hurts a part of you to see it. “It was the only thing I could do, I couldn’t remove the connection I had tried. I didn’t realize.. It wouldn’t separate. So I did the only thing I could do to ease your pain, I took away your ability to feel. Compassion, kindness, I took most of it. Others, like the anger, the fear, those are from Lucifer, muted because your ability to feel is gone, but you can feel that anger through his.”

The irrational anger, that always roared to life like a flame didn’t come from you, it came from Lucifer. You felt those things through him and his ability to feel, not your own.

“If that’s the case why didn’t [Name] turn into some psychopath killer?” Dean asks, as if he isn’t buying this whole fairytale straight from a nightmare.

“Because she still knew right from wrong. Taking away her ability to feel didn’t take away her knowledge of right and wrong, she just.. Didn’t feel anything for either. Didn’t go on a killing spree,” He cast Dean a bemused expression. “Because her moral compass knew better.”

“So she’s mine.” Lucifer says in such a way that your entire body trembles, it knows fear but you do not.

No,” Chuck says, a hard look on his face. “She is not yours, she is not a toy, if anything you were hers. Her guardian angel.”


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jamestown starter sentences

feel free to change pronouns, etc. from episode 7.

“I knew you wouldn’t leave us.”
“Everything’s about to change. Everything.”
“The law, as you know as well as I do, bends to the man with the riches.”
“I’ve witnessed what is out there, and I know what it’s worth.”
“Will we drink to your good fortune?”
“Your throat must be as dry as a dead dog’s bones!”
“You’re not worth the blood that runs in your veins.”
“Will you have a drink with me, my true penny friend?”
“I can’t bear that he is free to terrify me.”
“We will see that he is locked up for his crimes.”
“I didn’t kill him.”
“You fear him. I can see it.”
“Do you love your brother?”
“The pain is mine to bear.”
“Are you the Devil? Will you devour me?”
“Your name will, before too long, be renowned.”
“Perhaps you might be in need of wise council.”
“I knew the day would come when it would be my turn.”
“I’m asking for justice.”
“Ain’t you going to at least question the man?”
“Shame on your church-kneed, worm-livered Christian souls!”
“He can come after me again any time he chooses to. How can I live here knowing that?”
“I didn’t say I’d take on the task.”
“Why would you say such a thing?”
“You’re the only one here who can assist me.”
“He must see that you’re not afraid of him.”
“I’m sick with fear.”
“I might’ve saved him, but my courage failed me.”
“So this is about a woman?”
“Do you want to kill your brother now?”
“Perhaps you do not know yourself well enough.”
“He lied to us.”
“Why are you telling me this now?”
“Good fellowship is free.”
“When a man enters into the position of wealth, he enters into the world of politics.”
“You need a protector.”
“I’m a prisoner of my own deeds.”
“I will say nothing of what I know if you abide by my instructions.”
“Do it. I will not stop you.”
“Look at me. Please. Look at my face.”
“Fate has scarred me, so that I never forget the man I am.”
“I don’t ask you for your forgiveness. I ask for your mercy.”
“I’m a man who keeps my word.”
“Any man that betrays me, thieves from me, lies to me… He’ll wish he never set eyes on my wretched face.”
“You fobbing, mewling puke of a man!”
“I am loyal to my friend! What are you faithful to?”
“You’ll be charged and tried. How do you fancy the gallows?”
“I’m so grateful to see you alive.”
“I want to repay you. Will you let me?”
“Didn’t I plead with you not to go?”
“Have you any idea how much fear I’ve suffered?”
“You promised you’d protect me, and still you left me here all alone!”
“How do you expect me to trust you now?”
“They will run and those same men will die.”
“The more men who die, the more those who remain will see that they actually need me.”
“I take no pleasure in any man’s hardship or ruin.”
“You want to know what a man believes– it’s not what he says, not what he thinks. It’s what he does.”
“There’s no life left for me here now.”
“Isn’t it beautiful?”
“There’s no place for us here anymore. The world’s turned.”
“See how you prosper without a woman!”
“Nature has made fools of better men than you and I.”
“We must decide whose side we’re on.”
“What’s that? It’s the sound of no woman about. Isn’t this the life?”
“Sound the alarm!”
“Not so proud are you now?”
“You’ll always be my brother.”
“She has me in her grip.”

The Lies We Tell Ourselves

Characters: CastielXReader ft. Sam Winchester

Word Count: 1503

A/N: Drabble request by @charlotteofcamelot – “Could I maybe request a super short drabble of Cas interacting – and I don’t mean sexually – with an overweight character that has body image issues, please?” Reader has serious self-doubts about their body. Enter Castiel stage left with the fluff. I have a theory that’s why he wears the trench coat all the time – extra pockets to carry more fluff. (P.S. You specified “super short” length, but my muse is not so great at following instructions. I had to give up editing it because more words kept getting added. Oops!)

This is pointless! I have nothing to wear! Your frustration grew more and more unbearable with each article of clothing hastily pulled from the closet and tugged over your round shoulders or yanked up too generous thighs and ultimately yielding the same unsatisfactory reflection in the mirror. Ten minutes. We’re leaving in ten minutes. You’d have settled for looking just okay at this point. You weren’t out to win any beauty pageants tonight. Far from it – only going out for cheap drinks and live music in a hole-in-the-wall bar with shitty lighting. But nothing fit right. Nothing made you feel good enough to go out with the Winchester brothers. Not with Dean and his gorgeous green eyes and charismatic personality and boy-next-door bod who managed to make flannel and layers simultaneously approachable and sexy. And certainly not with Sam and his devastating combination of a swoon-worthy sculpted muscular build and bottomless intellect for deep conversation – not to mention better hair than you on your best days. Ten minutes, ten hours, it doesn’t matter. I look terrible! Worked into a tizzy, you chucked your favorite oversized sweater at the mirror, knocking it from the dresser in a cacophony of shattered glass, and flopped defeated onto your bed. I’ll just stay in tonight. It’s not worth it.

“Y/N,” a sharp knock echoed on your door, Sam’s warm voice sounding from the other side, “you alright? I heard a noise.”

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feel free to adjust sentences to make it fit your muse better!

  • ❛ Is a man not entitled to the sweat of his brow? ❜
  • ❛ It belongs to the poor. ❜
  • ❛ It belongs to God. ❜
  • ❛ It belongs to everyone. ❜
  • ❛ I chose something different. I chose the impossible. ❜
  • ❛ Would you kindly? ❜
  • ❛ We all make choices, but in the end our choices make us. ❜
  • ❛ In the end, what separates a man from a slave? ❜
  • ❛ A man chooses, a slave obeys. ❜
  • ❛ You think you have memories. ❜
  • ❛ Stop, would you kindly? ❜
  • ❛ Was a man sent to kill, or a slave? ❜
  • ❛ What is the greatest lie ever created? What is the most vicious obscenity ever perpetrated on mankind? ❜
  • ❛ How many catastrophes were launched with the words “think of yourself”? ❜
  • ❛ It’s the “king and country” crowd who light the torch of destruction. ❜
  • ❛ It is this great inversion, this ancient lie, which has chained humanity to an endless cycle of guilt and failure. ❜
  • ❛ I had thought I had left the parasites of Moscow behind me. ❜
  • ❛ And so, I asked myself: in what country was there a place for men like me - men who refused to say “yes” to the parasites and the doubters, men who believed that work was sacred and property rights inviolate. ❜
  • ❛ It’s time to end this little masquerade. ❜
  • ❛ Someone in my line of work takes on a variety of aliases. Hell, once I was even a Chinaman for six months. ❜
  • ❛ I want to make them beautiful, but they always turn out WRONG! ❜
  • ❛ Even in a book of lies sometimes you find truth. ❜
  • ❛ There is indeed a season for all things and now that I see you flesh-to-flesh and blood-to-blood I know I cannot raise my hand against you. ❜
  • ❛ You can kill me, but you will never have my city. ❜
  • ❛ My strength is not in steel and fire, that is what the parasites will never understand. ❜
  • ❛ A time to live and a time to die, a time to build… and a time to destroy! ❜
  • ❛ It’s an angel! I can see light coming from his belly. ❜
  • ❛ They offered you the city… and you refused it. ❜
  • ❛ You saved them. You gave them the one thing that was stolen from them: A chance. ❜
  • ❛ Who looks after sleeping Angels? I do… I do… ❜
  • ❛ They told me, “Son, you’re special. You were born to do great things.” You know what? They were right. ❜
  • ❛ It’s my curse, it’s my fucking curse! ❜
  • ❛ Life isn’t strictly business. ❜
  • ❛ I came to this place to build the impossible. ❜
  • ❛ Why are you so resistant to the traditional methods of separating a man from his soul? ❜
  • ❛ Don’t worry; I just need time to find the proper poison. ❜
  • ❛ They offered you everything, yes? And in return, you gave them what you always did: Brutality. ❜
  • ❛ Nice work, boyo. ❜
  • ❛ You’ve been a pal, but you know what they say: Never mix business with friendship. ❜
  • ❛ Come on! The Angels are waiting for our kisses! ❜
  • ❛ I realized I have love of science. ❜
  • ❛ I said if you are going to do such things you should at least do them properly. ❜
  • ❛ Please get up! Please! ❜
  • ❛ Ocean water is colder than a witch’s tit. ❜
  • ❛ You don’t heat the pipes, the pipes freeze; pipes freeze, pipes burst. ❜
  • ❛ I don’t give a toss if you piss or go fishing. ❜
  • ❛ You think you gonna finish me in here, you old fruit? ❜
  • ❛ And the iceman cometh, baby. The iceman fucking cometh. ❜
  • ❛ If you can’t come in from the cold, then you gotta grow ice over your heart. ❜
  • ❛ This little fish looks like he just had his cherry popped! ❜
  • ❛ Agh, I guess I’ll have another drink. ❜
  • ❛ I know why you’ve come, little moth. ❜
  • ❛ You’ve your own canvas. One you’ll paint with the blood of a man I once loved. ❜
  • ❛ Hurry now! My muse is a fickle bitch, with a very short attention span! ❜
  • ❛ So tell me, friend, which one of the bitches sent you? The KGB wolf, or the CIA jackal? ❜
  • ❛ And with that, farewell, or dasvidaniya, whichever you prefer. ❜
  • ❛ You ooze in like an assassin, and then you try to sneak out like a thief! ❜
  • ❛ There’s two ways to deal with mystery: uncover it, or eliminate it. ❜
  • ❛ I had you built! I sent you top-side! ❜
  • ❛ I called you back, showed you what you was, what you was capable of! ❜
  • ❛ Even that life you thought you had? That was something I dreamed of and had tattooed inside your head. ❜
  • ❛ Angels don’t wait for slowpokes. ❜
  • ❛ I’ve never killed a man, let alone a mate. But this is what it’s come to. ❜
  • ❛ If I have to kill one, to save the other… So be it. ❜
  • ❛ There he is! The one who will save us all. ❜
  • ❛ He’s the one who saved me! ❜
  • ❛ I like him. ❜
  • ❛ Come and get it, mook! ❜
  • ❛ The lighthouse is lit up like Hellfire. Looks like some kind of plane crash. ❜
  • ❛ No, Goddess! He’ll ruin everything! Get him! Have your harpies tear him to bits! ❜
  • ❛ Looks like the old grape finally sent someone. ❜
  • ❛ Stood up! Again! Second time this week. ❜
  • ❛ Who could hate me so much they’d ruin me like this? What did I do to them? ❜
  • ❛ I get so mad sometimes I can hardly breathe. ❜
  • ❛ All those years of study and, was I ever truly a surgeon before I met them? ❜
  • ❛ Change your look, change your sex. Change your race. It yours to change - nobody else’s. ❜
  • ❛ Seems like some poor blighters have started seeing ghosts. Ghosts! ❜
  • ❛ What makes something like me? ❜
  • ❛ The man hires me to build a forest at the bottom of the ocean, and then turns a walk in the woods into a luxury. ❜
  • ❛ Only thing worse than a hypocrite is an unemployed one. ❜

You come to me dressed like my sister, with my death in your coat. No matter that it is not my death. You thought it eas. Why do you do this things. even knowing that those girls sew away my armies through this very hour?

[…] I will tell you why. Because you are a demon like me. And you do not care very much if other girls have suffered, because you want only what you want. You will kill dogs, and hound old women in the forest, and betray any soul if it means having what you desire, and that makes you wicked, and that makes you a sinner, and that makes you my wife.