A/N: I hope this is not too cheezy! You know some of you do not like too much romantic stuff! haha. Anyway, I had this imagine in my head for a week and I was almost going to explode. I had this scenario in front of my eyes. *sigh* Hopefully, you enjoy this and please, PLEASE give me some feedback!!! I really want to know what you think of it! Thx <3
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feeling to ever wake up is when you notice that you’re wrapped up in the arms
of the person that you love more than words can express. Soft breaths on my neck
caused me to wake up early in the morning. I slowly opened my eyes. Our bedroom
was already illuminated by the sunlight. I instantly could tell that the
weather had to be very warm and beautiful. I smiled. I loved beautiful weather.
It made me happy.
I became happier
when I turned around and was greeted by the handsome face of my boyfriend. The
smile on my lips widened. I think I’ll never be able to describe my deep
feelings for him. Because I love him more than words can explain.
still asleep, soft snores escaped his slightly opened lips. I laughed lightly. He
looked like an angel when he slept. So beautiful, so innocent and so pure. My
heart always punched harder against my chest when I caught him in a state like
this. I observed his flawless features. My fingers traced over his perfect jaw
line. He is so damn beautiful. How did I even manage to win his heart? I really
had no idea.
went down to his exposed chest. Last night’s actions were still lingering in
the air. I still felt his taste on my lips as he captured his lips with mine
into a hungry a kiss. I still felt his weight on me even though he lied next to
me. I still felt his hands on me, exploring every inch of my body. I remembered
the love, lust and passion in his eyes as he made love to me.
He made me
feel perfect. He made me feel loved. He made me feel saved. And I couldn’t
thank him enough for that.
even though I would let him continue sleeping, I had the urge to wake him up
now. So, I supported myself on my elbows and leant forward to him. I peppered
his face with lightly and gentle kisses. First his forehead. Then his nose.
Then his cheeks. Then his chin and finally his soft and pouty lips. I loved the
feeling of his lips against mine. The emotions that run through every cell in
my body were indescribable every time he kissed me.
I knew he
was awake as I felt his lips moving against mine. I slightly pulled back,
looking at his mesmerizing green eyes. He smiled at me, tugging a lose strand
of my hair behind my ear. His gesture was so affectionate, so loving, so
caring. He put his warm hand on my cheek and I leaned against it.
“What a wonderful
way to wake up.” He said. His husky and sleepy voice caused chills on my spine.
morning, my love.” I whispered to him.
morning.” He replied.
you feeling?” I asked, letting my hands wander through his hair.
He sighed, closing his eyes, enjoying my hands being buried in his soft curls. “Everything
is perfect at the moment.”
Harry’s solo career went quite well at the moment. 84 countries. He conquered
84 countries’ heart with his song. That was remarkable. He had a fantastic
performance on the Graham Norton Show. I could see how proud he was on himself
after he hit his last note. And that cute smile afterwards, it was everything.
Unfortunately, I couldn’t be at the show one day prior to support and encourage
him. But I watched it on TV. And hell, my tears streamed down my face like a
I was so
damn proud of my baby. Whatever he was planning in the future, I would always
be there to support him. I would be there for him until I would take my last
breath. I love him so much.
Harry pulled me against him, his arms engulfed me into a tight embrace. I
nuzzled my face in the crook of his neck. My favorite place. Home. That’s what
I’ve felt when I was with him. Home. He was my home.
thinking about, darlin’?” Harry asked. His scent hit my nostrils and I breathed
it in like my life was dependent on him. He smelt so heavenly.
I admitted. At the same time I was lucky that he couldn’t see how red my cheeks
were turning. “And how proud I am of you. How much I love you… “
so?” He questioned in with a playful voice. I looked up at him.
Harry! God, it is insane how much I love you. Look at that, I can’t even keep
my hands off of you. You’re addicting to me Harry!” He giggled. I was never embarrassed
when I confessed my eternal and deep love to him. He knew how much he meant to
me. I showed him every day by little gestures. And he did the same. He bought
me a bouquet of roses, sometimes he would even buy lots of sweets and ice cream
because he knew I was crazy about them.
knew what true love meant until I met Harry. He showed me the wonderful side of
unconditional love. I couldn’t thank god enough for sending such an angel like
Harry into my live. He saved me. When I was about to give up hope or even give
up my life, Harry was sent to rescue me. I had a reason to live again. Thank
you so much, dear god…
“I love you
to the moon and back, (Y/N). You’re my life. You’re my everything, my girl.”
by singing a line from One Direction’s song “Loved you first”.
“I never understood what love was really like…”
I truly didn’t. Until I met him.
“But I felt it for the first time, looking in
your eyes…” He completed, then capturing his lips with mine again. Every
time I felt his amazing lips on mine, it took my breath away. Every kiss he
gave me felt like having my first kiss all over again.
our plans for today?” Harry inquired, after pulling away.
with my shoulders. “I have no idea. What do you want to do?”
“What about having
breakfast outside and then walking through the city?”
“And being photographed
by annoying paparazzi all the time?”
“You know we can’t hide
forever. I just want to do normal things. I missed being “normal”.”
I kissed him. “Whatever
you want, Harry. But before we stand up, can you do me a favor?”
He looked at me questioningly. “Can
you sing your song for me again?” I loved “Sign of the Times”. I have to admit that
my music taste was different than Harry’s but it was amazing.
“Of course love…” He said, caressing
my cheek. Then Harry’s angelic voice filled the room, and I closed my eyes,
enjoying the chills that run down my spine.
stop your crying, it’s the Sign of the Times
We gotta get away from here, we gotta get away from here
My Silent Pleas - A Snowbaz Bond AU (Prologue) (0.1k)
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I am just overwhelmed by the compliments and support you guys have given me on this lovely little Snowbaz fic, which shocked me, to be honest :D So as so many of you requested, I’m writing it!!
Here is a small prologue for you all. And Chapter 1 will be posted tomorrow (:
Words are power. Words are control. Every lyric, every rhyme, every flick of the tongue; All working together to draw up the magick that flows through every student and teacher at Watford. Words are the air they breathe. The energy they thrive on. The atmosphere they live in. Words are the very being of their existence.
But Simon Snow has never been great with words. His power is far greater than any magician the World of Mages have ever seen. But such power does not come to him so easily. Such words do not roll off of his tongue, nor flow through him like a fountain. He struggles and stutters through every line and every spell, causing many to backfire on him. Sometimes setting his books aflame or his desk left in crumbles.
Simon has never been great with words. And he knows this. Penny knows this. Every student and teacher at Watford knows this. And even Baz knows this. Baz knows this far too well.
(A/N: I will be posting this fanfiction on AO3, as the chapters will be quite long. So please be sure to check it out and subscribe! However, I will be letting you all know on here when I post a new chapter)
there are nights when i tire of myself the color of the walls the way my tongue fits against the back of my teeth my ass in a mirror even the spice of turmeric and my body and the yellow in my skin and every word i think say write breathe
people get pissed that Zelda’s portrayed as this fuckin damsel in distress and they’re like “TROPES ARE DUMB NINTENDO IS SEXIST”
and i’m like… have you… actually… played a Zelda game???
when has Zelda EVER ACTUALLY been kidnapped by Ganon PAST THE FIRST GAME?
in Zelda 2 and I think Minish Cap she was in a cursed sleep
In ALttP she was hiding and I believe later sealed away in another world for a while
In OoT she was sneaking around as a ninja trying to help you
In Four Swords Adventures and A Link Between Worlds she was sealed away
in Wind Waker she’s a pirate who travels with you
In Twilight Princess she LITERALLY HELPS YOU KILL GANON AND PARTICIPATES IN THE FIGHT
in Spirit Tracks she’s DEAD (AND RETURNS FROM THE DEAD AS A GHOST TO HELP YOU ANYWAY.)
in Skyward Sword she’s training to unlock her potential as the LITERAL GODDESS INCARNATE
in Breath of the Wild she spent her days studying to unlock her power and then spent a hundred years using it to keep her kingdom safe while all her friends and family FUCKING DIED ALL AROUND HER
she’s sealed away and put to sleep so many times because she NEEDS to be disabled
YOU KNOW WHY?
BECAUSE NOT EVEN DEATH CAN STOP ZELDA FROM KICKING YOUR FUCKING ASS
ZELDA CRIED IN BOTW BECAUSE SHE FAILED TO STOP GANON AND LITERALLY ALLOWED A GENOCIDE TO HAPPEN SHE’S NOT CRYING BECAUSE “WAH I’M SCARED I NEED A MAN TO PROTECT ME” SHE’S CRYING BECAUSE SHE WAS TOLD HER ENTIRE LIFE IT WAS HER DUTY TO STOP THE LITERAL END OF THE WORLD. AND SHE FAILED.
SO YOU CAN TAKE YOUR DAMSEL ACCUSATIONS AND GLUE THEM TO ZELDA’S FOOT
SO THEY GET SHOVED UP YOUR ASS WHEN ZELDA KICKS IT
So, do it. Decide. Is this the life you want to live? Is this the person you want to love? Is this the best you can be? Can you be stronger? Kinder? More compassionate? Decide. Breathe in. Breathe out and decide.