#byran

[jonathanbyersphd]

PUT BLORBO IN 1D RN PLEASE

On it,

Story of My Life is about Nancy Wheeler actually

[larn-solo]

Después de haberle dado dos vueltas a nuestra estrella, quise escribirte los versos más bellos, la oda perfecta, el merecido panegírico a tu sonrisa cálida, a tus versos que cobijaban sentires y calmaban los pesares que suelen vestirse de silencio; pero no soy el autor adecuado para lograr ese mérito, sólo soy un aficionado a las letras que en escasas veces atina en unas cuantas palabras. Lo que sí puedo y suelo hacer es verte todavía danzando entre margaritas, oír tus consejos a través del viento, sentir que no te has ido, sino que en cualquier momento sonará el teléfono y me contarás sobre el trabajo o tu última idea para una historia de miedo o tus ideas para el grupo que permitió conocernos y que tanto amabas y al que le entregabas sin descanso tu atención y tu tiempo. Lo que también puedo y hago es recordarte como te prometí: sin llanto ni tristeza, sino con la sonrisa que conlleva de manera innata tu recuerdo. De la nostalgia nada te prometí y me reservo, como de todos quienes te amamos, ese irrogado derecho. Para nuestra suerte, si bien hay distancias que quizá no pueden eliminarse de inmediato o en corto plazo, todas, inexorablemente, llegan a su fin. Lo que por ahora nos separa, pronto dejará de existir y es justo en esa muerte donde las almas se vuelven a reunir. Lo sé: sé que para esos lares la sentencia dictará que estemos en playas separadas, pero aun así (tal como hicimos antes), nos sentaremos a conversar desde nuestros extremos. No será la primera ni la última vez que me hables desde el angelical cielo y te responda desde el vasto infierno. Después de recorrer nuevamente nuestra estrella, quise escribirte hermosos versos, una letanía a tus letras, una canción a tu mirada y sin que [me] domine la lágrima. Como ves, sólo pude cumplir en no llorarte, porque de ti aprendí que no importaba cuánto nos golpeara todo, siempre hay motivo para sonreír… y [me] dejaste tantos bellos recuerdos que aún ahora, aunque no estés, todavía me provocas esa sonrisa que acompañaba nuestras charlas escoltadas por incontables tazas con café, ese brebaje ennegrecido que nos hermanaba más que la propia sangre, la tinta que escribía nuestras largas tertulias, la cómplice deuda que todavía tenemos pendiente de pago, pero que en cualquier momento me tocará saldar. Finalmente te confieso que hay algo en lo que definitivamente no te pude ni podré cumplir: dejar de extrañarte, aunque el mundo siga girando alrededor de nuestra estrella muchas veces más. — B / Esᴇ ᴄᴀғᴇ́ ᴏ̨ᴜᴇ ɴᴏs ᴅᴇʙᴇᴍᴏs — Ͼʜʀɪʂᴛᴏᴘʜᴇʀ Ɖʀᴀᴋᴇ |Lᴀʀɴ Sᴏʟᴏ| ┤Lima/Perú • 11/mayo/2023├

[teomodo]

they need him to find rudy giuliani

[allelitewrestlings]

Bryan Danielson + the moment he knew he respected Eddie Kingston

[corpiote]

william being a wingman in his own route still makes me laugh

[thejacketscloset]

I HOLD THE HC OF SOAP BEING A COUNTRY BOY SO NEAR AND DEAR TO MY HEART I DO NOT BELIEVE THAT HE GREW UP IN THE CITY FOR A SECOND HE WAS IN A SMALL TOWN IN BUTTFUCK NOWHERE AND HE BOTH MISSES IT TERRIBLY AND HATES IT HORRIBLY

[thiriumstains]

anyone else every think about “i was connected to its memory… when it fired— i felt it die. like i was dying. i was scared…”

[beinfinite]

Tim “Doc” Bryan: I have issues. Cpt. Schwetje: Finally, you admit it! The first step to redemption is accept- Tim “Doc” Bryan: With you.

[putting-jonathan-byers-in-places]

Put him in 1 direction

Ok so I asked my beloved moot to do it when she was taking requests here, but the more Jonathan in 1D edits the merrier!

Here he is in the one thing mv

And now here he is playing guitar with Niall cause I’m continuing the Byran stuff (1D Jonathan has lore now ok? See the prev tags of the first 1d Jonathan edit linked above for more information)

[larn-solo]

| Unhappy year 3.0 |

Quizá no soy aquel quien sigue tus pasos, sino que eres tú  quien espera los míos.

Quizá  no exhalo  los versos de un duelo,  sino que aspiro  tu voz cruzando el viento. 

Quizás  seas tú  quien llama en silencio,  o simplemente soy  un adicto al recuerdo. 

Quizá… Quizá… no se acorta mi camino,sino que te alejas para mantenerme vivo.

Quizás ya se me acabaron  todos los mil y un pretextos…                     y ya no sé qué decir a las tristes margaritas cuando preguntan por tu regreso.

Sólo sé que otra vez           el mundo bailó alrededor de una estrella. Sólo sé que otra vez           los deseos no son oídos por las velas. Sólo sé que otra vez                                 [me]         es inevitable sentir el peso de tu ausencia.

— B / Esᴇ ᴄᴀғᴇ́ ᴏ̨ᴜᴇ ɴᴏʂ ᴅᴇʙᴇᴍᴏʂ — — Đᴇsᴠᴀʀɪ́ᴏʂ ᴅᴇ ᴜɴ Ậɴɢᴇʟ Ͼᴀɪ́ᴅᴏ —

© Ͼʜʀɪʂᴛᴏᴘʜᴇʀ Ɖʀᴀᴋᴇ ┤Lima/Perú • 19/nov./2024├

[wutheringmights]

New CTB Music (2024 Update)

It's that time of year where I share some of the tracks that I added to my personal CTB playlist that have not been mentioned before on this blog (view (2021, 2022, and 2023 updates as well).

Body to Flame - Lucy Dacus 

Longing for your short hair to grow back to the way you like Thank you for the gesture I regret ever implying that you could be better Didn't mean to empty your perfect body And fill it with my passing will

Hate Me - Miley Cyrus

Go ahead, you can say that I've changed Just say it to my face One drink and I'm back to that place The memories won't fade

Is It Over Now? - Taylor Swift

"Come here, " I whispered in your ear In your dream as you passed out, baby Was it over then? And is it over now?

Halloween - Noah Kahan

But the wreckage of you, I no longer reside in And the bridges have long since been burned The ash of the home that I started the fire in It starts to return to the Earth I'm leavin' this town and I'm changin' my address I know that you'll come if you want It's not Halloween, but the ghost you're dressed up as Sure knows how to haunt, yeah, she knows how to haunt

Growing Sideways - Noah Kahan

But I ignore things, and I move sideways Until I forget what I felt in the first place At the end of the day I know there are worse ways To stay alive 'Cause everyone's growing and everyone's healthy I'm terrified that I might never have met me

Orange Juice - Noah Kahan

You said my heart has changed and my soul has changed And my heart, and my heart That my life has changed, that this town had changed And you had not That the world has changed, don't you find it strange That you just went ahead and carried on?

I Remember Everything - Zach Bryan

Strained words come on out Of a grown man's mouth when his mind's broke Pictures and passin' time You only smile like that when you're drinking

Figure 8 - Paramore

All for your sake Became the very thing that I hate I lost my way Spinning in an endless figure eight

Let You Down - Zach Bryan & Kacey Musgraves

I'll let you down darlin', down babe Just like I did before You'll just keep on slammin' closed hollow unlocked doors I'll let you down darlin', down babe Just like times before You'll just keep on crawin' back and beggin' me for more

No One Else to Blame - Madison Cunningham

For the burden and the stress For the heartache and the mess you entertain You put your money down on which part of you is next To slip down the drain with nothing, nowhere and no one No one else to blame

Golden Age - Ethel Cain 

Do you just want my blood? Am I just that damn hard to love? 'Cause it feels like all I have is still just not enough I guess that I'll just go outside and watch the fire And fields of gold fly farther away from me

Dawns - Zach Bryan & Maggie Rogers

Give me my dawns back Everything that dies makes its way back I lost her last July in a heart attack I need one small victory

Crave - Paramore

I romanticize even the worst of times When all it took to make me cry was being alive Look up and see a reflection Of someone who never gave way to the pain What if I told 'em that now that I'm older There isn't a moment that I'd wanna change?

Your Hate Could Power a Train - Madison Cunningham

I'm not messin' around, not ready to laugh about it I don't worship the ground that's holdin' you I think it's wrong, the way you harm But no one ever looks too hard at it What does it say about you? Your hate could power a train

Head In the Wall - Ethel Cain

Sometimes you make wanna put my fucking head through the wall Sometimes I wonder if I even know you at all

thousand eyes - FKA Twigs 

If I walk out the door, it starts our last goodbye If you don't pull me back, it wakes a thousand eyes

teenage dream - Olivia Rodrigo 

They all say that it gets better, it gets better the more you grow Yeah, they all say that it gets better, it gets better, but what if I don't?

You First - Paramore 

Everyone is a bad guy And there's no way, no way to know Who's the worst Karma's gonna come for all of us And I hope, well, I hope, I just hope She comes, comes for you first, oh

Vampire Smile - Kyla La Grange

I want a scar that looks just like you, 'Til then I gotta learn to be a wiser fool.

[sonicsquid3000]

What if William made MC forget about him completely?

If you wanna skip the introduction you can scroll down to the next paragraph. This is my first post every here and my first fanfiction. This is from the dating game ikemen villains that just released to the US recently and I'm very excited. I've just started the game and I'm currently on chapter 6 on my William Rex route. (I'd be further but I'm broke :')) Even so, i already have angst prepared. Keep in mind none of this is cannon what so ever and everything can and will be inaccurate to the game timeline. Also I will be using my mc's name rather than the in game name. If people like it a lot and want a y/n version of the fanfic I will gladly make another. If you want a proper, more brushed up version of the fanfic, you can find it on AO3 (once i get my account that is) Anyway, enough talk. Lets get into it! Warning: grammatical errors

It was beautiful day in London which was quite rare considering how gloomy the city could be. Belle was sitting on a bench in a park reading her rendition of Lewis Carrol's "Alice in Wonderland" that had released a few decades ago. She was dressed in a simple yet fine dress of browns and greys, befitting of the current fashion period, complementing her warm caramel skin. Her ebony hair was picked up in a beautiful bun with a few strands of hair gently arranged. She looked far more elegant than compared to a few years ago when she was just a letter carrier, barely making it by.

She enjoyed reading her book along with hearing the sounds of the birds chirping, the carriages rolling by, and the few bits of laughter and giggling of children off in the distance. But all of that was interrupted when she heard one important voice call out to her. "Isabelle!" the man shouted, catching up to her. She looked up and smiled seeing who it was. She closed her book and got up from the bench and approached him. She felt warm and fuzzy just as much as she did when she first laid her eyes on him. Just as handsome as he ever was. He was the one man that could make her feel like she was in the stars above. The love of her life. Her dearest and darling husband........ Bryan Bennett.

When she finally approached him, she gave him a deep and loving kiss and he returned it with the same amount of tenderness. "I thought I had lost you there for a moment." he said with a smile. "Oh, and i brought you these." He then handed Belle a bouquet of flowers made from an assortment of red, pink, and yellow carnations, daffodils, butterfly weed, hyssop's and forget-me-not's. "Oh, these are beautiful! Thank you Bryan." Belle said as she gave him a gentle kiss on the cheek. "Come my dear. Lets not be late for the play." He said as he offered his arm to her. Belle gladly accepted as they made their way out of the park.

As they left the park, Belles eyes caught upon a man that made her blood run cold. William Rex. The last she saw of him, he invited her to one of his social gatherings where he made here feel welcomed at first but was quickly cornered by him. He would've done who knows what had it not been for her now husband. On one hand, thanks to him, the two of them were able to meet and fall in love. Then again, she shutters from the thought of that memory. As they walked by, he gave a smile. For what, she was unsure. He then walked away to who knows where. Every time she saw him, she felt unease and nervous around him. Yet at the same time, deep inside of her, a small part of her felt sad every time she saw him. Why, she was not sure. She payed no mind and walked with her husband to the theater.

*Flashback*

"No! I'm not leaving!" Belle yelled. "Belle please, your month is over and your free to go back to your normal life. This isn't a place you want to remain in" William urged her, sounding completely different from when they first met. "I know and I don't care! I can't.... I can't leave you." she whisperd. "Belle..." he said heartbroken. "You once told me," she started "that I was the only person who had the power to voice how my heart feels. I always ignored it, fearing of bothering others or getting my heart broken. But now I'm listening to what you said and telling you I love you. I did ever since I bumped into you in one of my deliveries. Yes, I was scared when I first saw you kill that man. But you've shown me there's more to you than that. You're kind and sweet and always care about how I or others feel. You commit crimes but you do it for good and the good of others. and no matter how much you or others may call you a villain, your not. You're a hero." "Belle, please..." William pleaded. "Let me stay with you William. Please... I love you..." Belle begged. "I......." he had the words stuck in his throat. He reached out his hand, about to cup her face. His hands were shaking as he could barely keep his composure. ".......I'm sorry." He said and he placed his outstretched hand on her shoulder. "What are you-" "SLEEP." He commanded. She could feel his power taking over. She tried her hardest to resist, but nothing was powerful enough to break Williams command. As she was about to collapse, He caught her and swiftly carried her bridal style. He always hated using his power, and the last person he ever wanted to use it on was Belle. But he had no choice.

***

"You used your power on her?!" Victor yelled. "I know, I shouldn't have. But there was no other choice." William explained. "William, I understand that you love her very much, but this is much farther than you normal prefer to go. I mean, forcing her to stay-" "She wanted to stay." William interrupted. "I... I couldn't let her. I went too far and now she wants to get caught up in this world we live in. We're cursed Victor. One day we'll meet a horrible end. And I...... I cant do that to Belle. I can't leave her heartbroken and miserable after I die." William said as a single tear began to roll down his cheek. "My god..." Victor exclaimed. "You really fell hard for this one, haven't you?" William gave a soft, sad nod.

Victor sighed "I did warn her not to get attached to anyone in the crown.... So, how do you propose we fix this dilemma?" William rummaged through his coat and grabbed a very special book that belonged to Belle. "You don't mean-" Victor gasped. "Belle has the fairy tale keepers blessing. And that blessing is imbued in this book." William explained. "The power to write ones fate." Victor breathed "Yes. The power has only ever been to record the events of history and fairy tales. Setting them all in stone. But what if we can change the story?" William suggested. "No! That is too risky!" Victor yelled. "You don't know what that can do! How would you even-?!" "I know the exact moment to change." William said, turning to the page of their first date. When he invited her to one of his special tea parties and introduced her to Bryan Bennett.

She was a big fan of his journalism and activism but she was to nervous to speak to him. So William cornered her to all wall to catch Bryan's attention. She was in no danger what so ever. He simply played the part of the villain and led her to her knight in shinning armor. She quickly realized this and was more flustered than she was angry.

Victor frowned. "She holds this memory dear to her. You know that, right?" William sighed. "I know. But this is the only way" William said as he grabbed the nearest pen. "....... You do realize you'll forever be the villain her story?" Victor warned. William froze by then, turned to him and gave him a melancholy smile. "... When have we ever not been the villain?" With that final remark, he took his pen and erased nearly everything. Every encounter, every emotion, every tender moment between the two. He erased there the crown and how she met them. He erased their final days together. All he left, was that one night together and changed it so that he could, in now way, redeemable. Every scratch of those beautiful words she wrote about him was like a dagger to his heart. It broke him to erase the moments they had. But there was no other way to protect her. He had to do it....

*present*

As William was on a walk for his next mission, he stopped and saw Belle happy with her husband Bennett. He smiled at the two sadly. Everything before still happened. Belle spent a month with the crown, her and William still had their dates and they still fell in love. The only difference was that Belle had no recollection of their time together or the crown. For all she knew, William was a cruel and manipulative man. The thought stung him. He never thought he would feel so horrible about being seen as a villain until she came along. No matter what she may think, he would always love her. As the couple walked out of the park, Belle caught a glimpse of William. He gave her a soft smile and walked away. Not wanting to ruin her happily ever after.

[alienzout]

Another one

[just-me-mia]

Now why is it always the found families I'm invested in.

[pyromaniac9]

Happy 62 birthday David Byran of bon Jovi ❤️🤘

[angels-hook]

DYNASTY TODAY ‼️‼️‼️‼️

(Not my tweet 😭 credit to twitter user above ‼️)