#My Heart is Yours

[sunsbleeding]

I’m glad I got my bad babies by my heavenly side (the weirdo girls, fellow queers, freak lovers, off putting loners, big feelers, hyper fixated chatter boxes , clinically depressed, searching for the joy despite it all, struggling with escapism, ass bitches on Tumblr). I know if I go I’ll die happy toniteeeee

[felyxxx]

Yes, it is. ԅ(¯﹃¯ԅ)

[icy-bluez]

Strongest You've Ever Been (Part 2)

Warnings: Female lead, pet names, lots of fluff, bit of angst, mentions of blood and gore.

Characters: Zayne

Synopsis: You go to war, whilst pregnant.

A/N: Domestic moments with Zayne are killing me. I don't know if I should be writing a version for Xavier and Rafayel too. Btw, I need to know if I should include the other boys in the these fics or not.

| Part 1 |

The morning sickness was back. Well, it wasn't really morning sickness because you were nauseous almost all of the time and struggled to eat much. Zayne held your hair back as you threw up in the bathroom, rubbing circles on your back and soothing you before bringing you back to bed.

He had gotten incredibly protective over you all of a sudden, not like he wasn't before. You currently had a pillow supporting your back, his arms wrapped around your legs and his head on your lap. He refused to let go.

You looked over his shirtless back as you ran your fingers through his hair. He seemed to ease as time passed by.

"Zayne, are you alright?"

"I should be the one asking you that question..." He looks up from your lap, vulnerability evident in his features. He sighs. You smile at him and keep stroking his soft hair.

"Is something bothering you?"

He finally relents. "I'm...quite anxious..." he starts. You encourage him to go on.

"I'm so elated about the fact that I'm going to be a father but thinking about you throwing yourself in the face of danger has me worried for the safety of both of you." He softly touches your stomach.

"I'm going to make sure I'm alright Zayne, for you, for me and the growing life in me." you pause with a sad smile. "And my squad is almost as protective as you. When we tell them of my pregnancy, I'm pretty sure they're going to watch over me like hawks."

"Still does not reassure me." He mumbles.

"Oh Zayne..." You kiss his hair.

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The time to get back to the frontlines had arrived. Zayne had successfully gotten hold of the permission to temporarily serve at the military facility in the current warzone. The both of you arrive at the barracks together, Zayne held your hand the entire way. The Z01 squad immediately welcomed you back, which was running at you so fast they almost toppled over each other, you included. But Zayne came in for the clutch, immediately whisking you away in his arms as Tyler and Eugene fell on top of each other.

"Hey! Mr. Husband! That is cheating!" Tyler complains.

"Yeah, why'd you just whisk her away?" says Eugene.

Zayne just sighs like an exasperated father, arm still around your waist.

You laugh. "We have something to announce."

"That Mr. Zayne's serving as a military doctor temporarily? We all knew that would happen." Jennie whispers.

"I can hear you, you know?" You say pointedly.

The squad quietens down.

"Okay, I'm pregnant. I will continue to serve my position as General, I have run it over with Captain Jenna and the other HQ officials. My Evol will still be used in order to protect you, be rest assured about it. There will be slight changes in the scheduling for troops directly under me--"

"Wait wait wait slow down!" another squad member exclaims.

"Yes? Any questions Ms. Davidson? You stop.

"You've just going to speed run over the fact that you're pregnant and expect us to go 'oh yeah makes sense'?!" Jennie throws her hands up.

You look around, confused. Zayne just stood slightly enamored by the authority in your voice.

"I don't understand..." you start.

"Well! We're going into war, you're pregnant, you're also the General, you have a heart disease and I'm pretty sure the entirety of the squad is concerned. But. WHO CARES WE NEED TO CELEBRATE." Eugene proposes loudly.

"You deal with a very energetic bunch." Zayne says, a small smile on his face.

"I know...but we have to get started on the plans and drafts--" you start saying but Zayne just moves away and pushes you towards them.

"Have fun."

"What no! Don't go! You're coming with me!" You grab his hand then look expectantly at your squad. Never having seen you so vulnerable before, they just cheer and half-carry, half-drag the both of you to the mess hall.

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The morning after, a stillness had settled in the military settlement. You hadn't seen Zayne since the morning as he had gotten busy with tending to the wounded. The Metaflux ratings had spiked. Squadrons went into the containment zone under your lead and you waited until the worm hole appeared again. This time, you were more prepared but also scared. You ordered your soldiers into formation and almost in queue, the Wanderers appear. You could see many of the hunters stood closer to you, poised and ready. With a surge of gratefulness in your heart. You charged into battle.

You took down enemies with a grace that had your squad feeling proud of having you as their Captain. The Wanderers did not mindlessly attack this time, they stood in a formation, led by orders. You didn't like the behavior. Aiming at another wanderer, you shot before it impaled a soldier. You were scared about overexerting yourself so you stood at a distance, using ranged weapons only.

Before a wave of nausea hit you and you dropped to your knees on the ground. Tyler shouts your name from the side whilst fighting a wanderer.

"Captain! Are you aright?"

You take a deep breath, look up and shoot at your target, still on your knees. You shout back at him.

"I'm your General on the battlefield."

You hear Tyler grunt but still spare a look to smile at you. You sign 'don't get distracted' at him and once again do your graceful dance.

You squat down behind a destroyed house, gun to your chest and listening for the threat. A wanderer roams slowly looking for you. Eugene, Tyler and a senior member of the squad named Amir are all close.

"Target at 2'o clock. Get ready." you whisper.

"Roger."

"General, are you sure you're going to be okay?" Amir asks.

"I can fight Mr. Zhafran. Be rest assured. If I do drop, I'm counting on the lot of you."

"You're scaring me Gen.." Tyler says, looking like he was about to cry. You sigh.

"You can hug me later, just focus on the target at hand right now."

"...Roger." Tyler says, his voice breaking as he sniffs.

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Zayne can feel anxiety creeping up on him. While his face betrays no emotion, his steady hands show no sign of shaking, his mind wanders.

'What if you come back hurt?'

'What if you're too tired to come back?'

'What if--'

So many 'what ifs' eat at him. Unable to take it anymore, he walks out of the infirmary and looks into the containment zone. He can see silhouettes of people, bright flashes of Evol and can hear lots of screaming. The ground is bloodstained, some mutilated bodies lie close. The stench of sweat, blood and rotten flesh wafts in the air. He immediately regrets coming outside as his fears become more deep-rooted. The sight was nothing he wasn't used to but thinking about you in this same situation...

He is brought out of his spiraling thoughts by his phone vibrating in his pocket. Its Dr. William.

"Yes, what is it Dr. William?"

"Just called to check up on you. Are you busy?"

"Not currently and I'm fine. Is there anything important you wish to talk about?" he asks.

"Let me ramble, nothing important. You know, you could have at least thanked me for helping you get that permit. You just rushed out of the hospital like you were being chased."

"Thank you." Zayne says, deadpan. There's silence on the other side.

"I can almost see you rubbing your nose bridge in anxiety in my mind's eye." William says, his voice gentler now. Zayne sighs.

"Your wife is one of the strongest women I know. Going into war while pregnant. She's going to get one of those fancy military awards for sure when she comes back. Have you seen her fight?" William says with an excitement in his voice.

Zayne smiles to himself. "I have yes. I was frankly impressed by her skills."

"Yeah you see? Everything is going to be just fine." William reassures, ever the cheerful guy.

"I'll have to take your word for it."

An announcement goes off.

"The squad on the Eastern battlefield has been wiped out. All military trained medical personnel are requested to come to the safe camp in the containment zone immediately. There has been a flux of wounded and casualties in the eastern squad. I repeat--"

Zayne feels his heart drop.

"Oh no, I'll call you later. Go!" William hangs up.

Zayne almost drops his phone while bolting. Rushing to meet the other doctors, Zayne follows them into the containment zone. When he reaches the eastern battlefield, he immediately gives out orders to start with their healing. He can see the immense massacre and subconsciously looks for your face. It wasn't long before he saw your face, his only reprieve was you weren't wounded.

"Zayne!' you say, while fending off a wanderer. You shoot it between the eyes, pull out a dagger from inside your boot and chop another's neck off. A third arrives, you drop to the ground and use your feet to kick up into the wanderer's face. You then use your Evol to jump high into the air and drop kick the wanderer, your Evol enhanced strength effectively buries the wanderer neck deep into the ground. Zayne watches, awestruck before hurriedly resuming his duty. Troops appear around the doctors, protecting them as they help wounded hunters. Zayne reassures himself that you're going to be alright and continues with diligence.

"Standby team, get into formation and come to set co-ordinates immediately." You order.

"Get the stretcher ready. We need the defibrillator, carry patient into the camp immediately. Make sure to sterilize the surroundings." Zayne instructs.

Together the both of you help bring a moment of peace to the battlefield. Its almost the end for this day.

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There's a quietness that you cannot bear after the immense amount of screaming. Nobody talks. A lone wanderer appears from the very edge of the battlefield. Everybody gets ready. You are starting to feel extremely exhausted and can barely keep your eyes open. Losing balance, you steady yourself on a nearby hunter.

"General..." they say, holding you steady.

"This is the last one remaining?" you ask, feeling sick to your bones.

"Yes ma'am. You should sit down for a while, we will be able to take care of it."

You put your hand on your stomach. No matter how much you want to step onto the battlefield with your soldiers, you did not want to make Zayne more worried about you than he already was.

"Okay."

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You had collapsed. Zayne immediately came into the infirmary after his latest patient was stable. He would only be able to stay for 15 minutes max but he wanted to utilize whatever little time he had with you. Sitting down on a chair beside the bed, he grasps your hand in his.

"Are you going to do this to yourself for the next month or so?" he whispers, bringing your hand to his lips and closing his eyes. You stir.

"Mm...Zayne..." you say in your sleep. He clutches your hand tighter.

"I'm right here." he whispers, not knowing if you were awake or simply calling his name out in your sleep. You did that a lot and he found it incredibly endearing.

"Zayne.." you say again and open your eyes, finding yourself eye to eye with a very blurry image of him. "Why are you still awake...go to sleep..."

Zayne smiles sadly, listening to your half-asleep rambling.

"Its not time to sleep yet, love. Though for you it is. I recall you saying you would not over-exert yourself..."

"I tried..." you say, weakly pulling his arm, wanting him to get into bed with you.

"I still have some work to do Y/N..." he scolds, yet gets under the sheet, throwing one hand under your head and the another over your waist. His presence like a warm blanket, making you feel safe and loved. You feel his fingers stroke your hair and detangle the knots in them. You bury your face in the crook of his neck.

"How are you feeling?"

"Okay now.."

"Be honest y/n." he scolds gently.

"Mm...nauseous and tired. My boobs hurt but they look bigger teehee." You look into his eyes. The both of you look dead tired.

"That is normal during pregnancy. Please tell me if there's something out of the ordinary. If there's blood--"

"Stop, I'm scared enough already."

Zayne almost instantly shuts up. You look up slightly guilty but he just kisses your forehead.

"My apologies."

"You don't have to apologize you big oaf."

"Oaf? Me?" he looks amused.

"Big Snowman?"

"How about Dr. Zayne? Doesn't that fit?"

"Big Snowman." you declare. You feel his chest vibrate as he laughs.

"You were amazing today." he muses.

"Oh yeah, you saw me."

"If you fight like that everyday, I cannot help but be concerned."

"The eastern squad was wiped out Zayne...I...got angry..." sadness clouds your voice. "We're going to hold a memorial for the deceased soldiers tomorrow. There were some we couldn't even get the bodies of." you pause, continuing in a whisper, "I don't know how I'm going to face their families..."

"Y/N..." You fall into silence.

"There were times when patients had died by my hands when I had spent and immense about of time, put an incredible amount of effort into saving them. If they still didn't make it, I would feel devastated and you would come comfort me." he says.

"But this is the thing, you tried your very best and that is what matters. You cannot spread yourself too thin, cannot protect everybody. That is reality, maybe with time the grief will lessen."

"Does grief really go away with time?" you ask, letting yourself be taken care of, be scolded, be comforted. You were human after all, you couldn't be strong all the time and you had an amazing person to be vulnerable with. So why not?

"No, but people can simply get used to being in sorrow."

Somebody opens the door, making Zayne look up from your embrace. Tara, your friend looks into the room, gives Zayne and apologetic look. "Just a little announcement, Dr. Zayne you can stay here if you want. The patients in the ward have been taken care of, many of them are stable now. Please rest, and you too Y/N, don't forget that I'm mad at you." she says sadly before leaving.

"Stay with me?" you ask Zayne.

"I would never say no to your requests love."

ANTHOLOGY LIST

[l1li4n]

i can not do this man. te amo carlos. sei nei nostri cuori per sempre. inciso nella pietra. ti amiamo infinitamente. forza ferrari sempre. grazie di tutto amore mio

[belairsilkandlinen]

[onthesandsofdreams]

My Heart Is Yours [11/200]

Fandom: The Silmarillion Pairing: Maglor x Modern Fem Reader (Pre-Relationship) Note: This is where I'll be putting the fics I titled 'Ever Love', I had forgotten I already had a series for Tolkien x Reader.

On AO3

You felt Maglor's eyes on you and turned, "What? Is something wrong?"

"Nay, I just…"

It was then when it hit you. "Ah, is my foreignness too obvious?"

Maglor hesitated, "If I say yes, would you be offended?"

You shrugged, "No. In this case, it's the truth. I mean, you go out for… ah patrolling your lands and find an unconscious woman who very clearly doesn't belong, honestly? I would be concerned if you weren't. I can't, for the life of mine figure how I even got here, and you are a Lord, not even mention a Prince, who is under constant attack by an enemy, yeah, I get it, you're weary."

"You are… taking this surprisingly well," Maglor blinked. "I would have expect more… ah, shall we say protestations."

"I can imagine. And under normal circumstances I would, and would be loud, but this is clearly not the world I was born into and I… well, I can hardly be throwing fits, I need your help," you looked around, "and it pains me to admit it, but your protection as well. So, I'll behave."

Maglor fixed his eyes on you and you did your best not to flinch. The elf had one intense stare, but you had not lied. This was not your world, clearly and you needed help, the best thing you could do was to earn the elf's trust just enough to a) not be killed, b) be protected and c) get help getting home. In the end, whatever it was that Maglor was looking for, he found something, he gave you a sharp nod. "Very well, but you do understand that I will need the truth, yes?"

"Of course, I would expect nothing else. And I rather be honest voluntarily than not."

Maglor flinched at that, "I would not torture you for that."

"I would hope not," you shrugged, "but in my world, some would. I rather not take any chances."

"How can you be so calm?"

"Oh, I am not. I am simply pretending to be calm, I'll probably cry and have a freak out when we are back in your… holdfast? Castle? Manor? But as long as we are in open ground, I'm keeping it together."

The Gaze returned, "Very well. And worry not, we are less than half a day ride from my Holdfast."

"Thank you, Maglor."

"You are welcome, my Lady."

"Maglor? Please call me Y/n."

[allastoredeer]

I didn't realize we could just drop in and say "hello"! Hello! I just wanna say that I legit haven't been so deep in any kind of fandom since the Harry Potter days and I'm SO GLAD that I came across "Just Kiss Already" a couple of weeks ago. It's been like a domino effect ever since. Firstly, I watched the show and was like "Okay that was really good but I need more! I wonder if people still write fanfiction?" I went my my old stomping grounds, fanfiction.net, but there was only like 1K HH stories there. Clearly there's another place. Thankfully I discovered AO3 and omg.. the OPTIONS it had! So I found your story, LOVED it, then found your tumblr, looked though it and found all the awesome fanart, made my own tumblr and now I'm drawing fanart again for like the first time in almost 20 years! I just wanted to let you know that you are such an AMAZING writer and I feel like I'm fortunate to have discovered your work as early as I did. The show alone, I might have lost interest already but because of fantastic people like you, you've made me so much more interested in the characters, their personalities and their possible stories.

It's going to be a painfully long wait for season 2 you make the wait more bearable. Please don't stop writing. You have an astonishing understanding of the characters and I check every day for new updates! Thank you!

HI! Hahah, I love it when people pop in to say hello, so feel free to do so whenever!

Ah, when that hyperfixation sets in deep and won't let you go. Oh man, I feel you. When you mentioned fanfiction.net you sent me ZOOMING into the past when that was my old stomping ground too XD I've since moved to AO3 and despite still having fics on FF.net I hardly go there anymore. So, welcome!! AO3 is a goldmine of fics, so I hope you're eating your fill!

AhhhhhhhhH! ♥‿♥ It's so awesome to see people getting creative and writing their own fics & making their own fan-art! TBH it's been a while since I've been in a fandom THIS active (actually, I don't think I've EVER been in a fandom this active), so interacting with so many awesome people with shared interests is just hhhhhhhhhh it's been amazing.

And thank you so much (;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`) I absolutely LOVE writing. It is a passion of mine. Storytelling and character analysis brings me so much joy, and to hear that it brings other people just as much joy makes me just

I love sharing stuff with you guys 🥺 and I love that you love it in turn. It's a cycle of love and appreciation and it's beautiful. I have a lot of Hazbin thoughts and prompts squirreled away, not just for my RadioApple series ;) and I'm very excited to get into them!

Thank you so much for dropping by to say hi! 😍

[scarletbegoniaz]

But I promise you this, I'll always look out for you...

Yeah, that's what I'll do. ✨

[inyourheartofhearts]

❤️‍🔥

[soulinkpoetry]

Everything is mine except this heart. I’ve gifted this one to you.

.

.

[nemesis-dreamer]

The way people write love is sometimes confusing to me.

"Give it back?

What? Give what back?

My heart"

There’s something about love being written like this that sometimes is just. Puzzling.

Yes love is violence, but sometimes I want to see the tenderness instead of THE SAME LINES OVER AND OVER.

Love is also violent tenderness.

I remember when I was in love, I wrote: “you’ve ensnared me so throughly that I’ve been cracked open and laid bare every time my pen touches paper to attempt to illustrate it. You’ve taken something of me, part of you has enmeshed so deeply into me, is this love? To take something of each other, to inherit these small pieces that make us whole?

I hope that something of me has found its way to you, braided and woven in your tapestry”

And like. Isn’t it beautiful? That to be human is to take into ourselves, others? That we are a collection of fragments of others? To be human is also to be made more whole by knowing others. To be human is to love.

And I don’t mean romantic love. Romantic love this, romantic love that. Love. Love of family, love of friends, love of the strangers you see for a moment, love of media, love of the sky, love of the tender blades of grass beneath us. To be human is to love and to love is actively interact upon this earth.

Love is violence and too, is it tenderness. Too, it is becoming part of the world.

[nocturnal--archives]

a poem of you, my love

i admire every little thing about you.

all of the details nobody else notices,

not even yourself.

the sound of your voice makes my heart sing.

your harmonies softly echo throughout my veins.

an orchestra no one else has heard,

a composition that is uniquely you.

a simple glance with those eyes and i fall apart.

irises made up of a thousand shimmering stars,

the depth of the deepest oceans in your gaze,

a glint of warmth that will never leave.

i am captivated by your presence.

intertwined in your welcoming soul,

basking in your endless care,

we are two puzzle pieces made to fit together.

some say love is complicated,

but you make it easy.

[wineonmytshirt]

“and then i moved to philly.” BRYCE MY BELOVED

[babygirlwolverine]

destiel checkmarks for the sweetest person on this hellsite (affectionate)... hope you don't mind me gifting you these ❤️ not really special but every heller needs the blue/green checkmarks :D happy birthday!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Theresa!!!!!!!!!!! THERESA!!!!!!!! this is so so so cute and so sweet I actually genuinely burst into tears when you sent this gift like I am so shocked and so speechless right now!!! I was not expecting anyone to gift me anything like this oh god!! thank you so so much for the destiel checkmarks!! for the sweetest person on this hellsite (affectionate)?????? I am WEEPING!!!! YOU are the sweetest person and I utterly and completely adore you and love you!!! you hope I don’t mind??? don’t mind?? 🥹🥹 i have never been happier oh my god this is genuinely the sweetest and most thoughtful thing ever!! I was not expecting this at all and seeing the lil gift box pop up on my dash on my actual birthday left me completely breathless!! I love you!! ❤️🫶🏻❤️🫶🏻❤️🫶🏻❤️🫶🏻

literally it was like you were cas giving me a birthday gift!! this was so so so special, I literally cannot thank you enough for gifting me destiel checkmarks!! thank you thank you thank you from the bottom of my heart!!! best birthday ever 💙💚💙💚💙💚💙💚

[c-u-n-t-bubbles]

2x2

We were 1

Our hearts completed each other

We were 1

We spoke the same words at same time

We were 1

Our souls danced to the moon and night sky

We were 1

With every kiss and touch my skin learned your skin as your skin learned mine

We were 1…

I now must learn what it means to be 2

2 broken hearts

2 souls that have the most understood connection yet unexplained

2 minds that send signals and have always been intertwined and will remain

What started off as 100 tears, I now give you 2

2 pieces of your heart I hang around my neck

2 set of hands that wouldn’t let each other go, that feeling..I will never forget

2 tears today I shed for you

This….

It hurts

[xx-thedarklord-xx]

My heart cracked, mended and melted within seconds

“Mr. Potter, that gesture may be sweet and touching but please remember you two are in class and not in your own world. I do not tolerate sleeping in class so please wake Mr. Malfoy up. I’ll see the both of you in my office after class.” - Professor McGonagall

(scene inspired from wzxz/fake slackers 🥺🫶)