#i cant help it. they speak siren songs to me

[do-rey-me]

(bilbo being possessed by the ring voice) why shouldn't i? why shouldnt i start learning a new instrument?

[bassettmemes]

THE GOLDEN YEARS (ALBUM) SENTENCE STARTERS ↳ lines from joshua bassett's debut album, the golden years ↳ ↳ the golden years (single) sentence starters can be found here

BITING MY TONGUE.

"silence speaks louder than I ever could"

"i can't breathe, i'm suffocating on my words"

"maybe the story that's been left unsaid is gasoline just waiting for the perfect match"

"i'm biting my tongue, avoiding the words i cant take back"

"i just wanna love and not look back"

"forget the promises we cant keep"

"i'm begging you to set me free"

"can you blame me for that?"

"you're running your mouth, it's wearing me down"

"i'm screaming out, but you won't hear a sound"

"cause tearing you down, oh, nobody wins"

"im trying to be better than i've ever been"

"hope you got all that you wanted"

"i don't want revenge"

"i won't hurt you how you hurt me; i want this to end"

DANCING WITH TEARS IN MY EYES.

"i lied when i said i'm fine"

"im at the disco dancing with tears in my eyes"

"dancin' with a cigarette, drunk on a Sunday morning

"standin' on the edge is somethin' we'll regret"

"makin' a mess of the bed we made"

"playin' with fire we already tamed"

"romeo and juliet, we shoulda known better"

"i caught your eyes under the lights and now I'm spinnin'"

"i cry every time our song comes on"

"it breaks my heart, dance in the dark, so you don't see me fall apart"

"everybody's askin' if i'm happy for ya"

"nothin' to regret, we went our separate ways"

"it's eatin' me alive to see you doin' better"

"maybe more wine will help me forget ya"

"seein' you tonight, i'm right back where we met"

DON'T LET ME DOWN.

"don't you remember early september? fooling around, didn't know any better."

"our ship was sinking, we held on as long as we could"

"i cried on your shoulder, now i don't know you"

"i keep replaying it over and over"

"wanna go backward, don't know if I can this time"

"we made a mess, but we were just kids then"

"gave it our best, we fell off the deep end"

"i can't forget the way that you held me, dear"

"so, you say you want me again; don't you remember the hell wе were in?"

"i haven't been thе same since you left"

"half of my heart is still there in your hands"

"if you pick me back off the ground, don't let me down"

"how do I know that you actually need me?"

"you say it's different, i wanna believe you"

"holding our hope in, maybe this time is for real"

"might be naive, but maybe we need this"

"nobody looks like you do"

"don't you tell me that you want me just to walk away now"

"don't you tell me that you love me if you don't know how"

"don't you turn your back on me and we can figure it out"

CHERRY BLOSSOM.

"cherry blossoms on your sundress, summer skin on the emerald grass, you pick a flower and pray it lasts, seasons falling away too fast."

"yeah, we talk too much, we fell headfirst under the sun"

"we're growing up but we're still young enough to crush"

"oh my cherry blossom, say you're staying through the autumn"

"you pack a picnic, i'll pick you up"

"is it too early to call this love?"

"some kids kissing in the sun"

"i'll never ever get enough"

CIRCLES.

"merry-go-round, we've been here before"

"your carousel hell got me chained to the floor"

"i've been falling for your sweet seduction"

"can't believe you're fooling me again"

"i've been running for my life"

"i end up at the starting line"

"i've been wasting all my youth on you"

"lovesick spinning 'round and 'round"

"like a broken record wearin' out"

"all this time i wasted chasin' you"

"yeah, girl, you got me going in circles"

"sweet as a peach, you're soft to the touch"

"you're making me bleed but calling it love"

"you pull me close, but keep me at a distance"

"where do i go from here?"

WILDFIRE.

"burnin' pancakes while we're dancin' in the kitchen, singin' to our favorite song, now I'm standin' in the ash and broken dishes"

"wonderin' where it all went wrong, now there's nothing left of you and me"

"it was heartbreak to the third degree"

"we had a gold and it was good until it wasn't"

"now the sirens, they sound, all of the walls are falling down"

"here's nowhere to run, darling, we'll never make it out"

"we're too close to the sun, we let it burn then called it love"

"there's smoke filling our lungs"

"would you look what we've become?"

"you asked for a light, now we started a wildfire"

"we were reckless, we were young and we were stupid"

"got too high to see the warnings signs"

"playin' innocent, we knew what we were doin', and two wrongs don't ever make a right"

"don't look away, darling, there's nothing left to save"

"just kiss me goodbye"

"we're not gonna make it out alive"

"It's far too late to save us, this flame here is to dangerous"

"don't say it's all okay, love, it's too much"

"just face it, love, we're dying"

"no point in even trying, it's too much"

"now we started a wildfire, love"

LITTLE RITA.

"she's crying on the phone, she's not quite sure where to go"

"i know this life isn't easy, but you'd know that I will be right here"

"and you know those are your needs, dear, and someone who can dry your tears"

"'cause home is where the heart is and my heart is always near"

"i promise in no time that you'll bе fine, and everything will bе alright"

"love is all that matters anyway"

"i know it's scary, i know it's sad"

"kiss your mom and hug your dad, 'cause no one knows how long they really have"

WOULD YA TELL ME?

"i've been waitin', wondering where you are"

"i've been prayin', say you're not too far gone"

"cause I don't know where my love went when you left, dear"

"i don't know where my heart was when you were here"

"what if you're still in love with someone else?"

"what if you're still hung up on someone else?"

"what if you're still the one for someone else?"

"what if you're still in love with someone else? would you tell me?"

"sunlight don't shine now that you're not around"

"daydrunk, moonshine, can't drown the sorrow out"

"i don't know where my mind was when you were here"

"i don't wanna know who's taking you home"

MIRROR.

"where did it all go wrong?"

"innocence stolen way too young"

"there's blood on my hands"

"i don't understand, where did it all go wrong?"

"out on my own at seventeen, no one to tell me who to be

"i'm going insane, i'm wasting away, i found a new low at twenty-three"

"i don't recognize the face in the mirror"

"there's nowhere to hide from the face in the mirror"

"the light in my eyes, i can't seem to find, and i don't recognize the face in the mirror"

"the face in the mirror isn't mine"

"i don't know when I last called my mom, ican't let her know what i've become"

"it's better to lie, don't tell her you're high"

"i wish i could talk to my mom"

"won't somebody help me?"

LOOK HOW FAR YOU'VE COME.

"i know you can't see the light right now"

"they buried you alive with no way out"

"you're screamin' underwater but nobody hears a sound"

"you taught yourself to swim so you don't drown"

"just in case nobody told you this today, look how far you've come"

"you've been running far too long"

"what goes up comes back down, just a circle back around"

"i know you're not nearly done when you can't seem to get back up"

"i wish I could hold my younger self. i'd say, "cry a litle longer if it helps"."

"you can't choose the place you're born, your hair, your name, your baby clothes, but getting here, you did that on your own"

"and in case that you forget, the last time you were here, you swore that it would never end"

"darling, catch your breath, the world's gonna need you love, so do the best you can"

"i promise someday that it'll make sense"

[ask-sibverse]

✨✨✨OMG that Swad thinking Reader is Swan! How messed up and it seems Reader already has Stockholm Syndrome! I LOVE IT!

So what happens next? Does Swan get captured? Does Swad just keep getting more and more delusional about Reader?

I've honestly been low-key planning to write this bit since you guys started asking for Swad x Reader stuff. TW: Swad, stockholm syndrome, general fucked up in the head, kidnappings, sibling incest and noncon mention. (I struggle with explicitly describing those sorts of things, if you truly want that stuff and Swapdream A03 has plenty of it lol)

He finally did it. Dream finally caught his brother all for himself. You didn't see when it actually happened, but you watched from the hallway as he carried his brother's barely conscious body to the room that was specially prepared and kept ready just for Nightmare.

Dream spent... A long time alone with his brother. The room was next door, so you could clearly hear they yelling, and begging, and... Other noises, until it was quiet again.

You waited a bit before checking on Nightmare, curious. He was more injured and in pain than you could've sworn he looked like in the hall... Oh. That's what happened. You sat on the bed, feeling him tense despite his closed eyes.

Dream loved his brother, so he'd probably appreciate you helping Nightmare some, right? You hummed a song you'd been practicing, one full of calming energy and designed to soothe and heal.

Nightmare opened his eyes to watch you. "A... Siren?"

You blinked at him, surprised he was speaking. His voice was much softer and completely the opposite of Dream. Although they seemed opposites in almost every other way anyways. "Well, not a full siren. But probably descended from one."

He nodded. "Why are you here? You don't act like one of his followers."

"His aura doesn't work on me, and apparently I remind him of you. And... I cant really leave." You gestured to the collar around your neck.

"Do you want to leave? If you had the chance, I mean."

You shrugged. "I have everything I need here, great medical care, even the ability to learn magic."

"It doesn't bother him? You learning magic?"

"He encourages it. It keeps me entertained and he doesn't think Id ever be strong enough to do anything against him anyways."

You visited him sometimes, trying to see how you and he were similar. You both liked books, and reading. You both were more quiet, especially compared to Dream. Dream continued to dress you similarly to Nightmare, and it wasn't long before Nightmare had a collar similar to yours preventing his escape.

"Why are you keeping her captive here?" Nightmare demanded one day. "You have what you want, let her go free. She's a mortal, she should be able to live her short life freely."

"Now why would I do that? I basically have double of you. I cant let such good fortune go!"

"Well shit," Nightmare said quietly.

Huh. That... Wasn't an outcome you had considered.

[thefanficmonster]

I’m Right Here

Corpse Husband x Reader (Female)

Warnings: Mentions of a car accident (minor), Injuries

Genre: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff

Summary: There is nothing scarier than those moments when every breath you take is shallow; when your heart is racing and your body is drenched in cold sweat. When you are rushing to the aid of a hurt loved one, knowing you can never be fast enough because your mind and fear are at least a mile ahead of you. Corpse has to experience these exact moments after a frightening call that informs him of his girlfriend’s car accident.

Requested by @sugiliteshadow . Hi! Thank you so much for you request, darling. Sorry to be posting it so late and I can’t thank you enough for your patience. I hope the fic itself makes up for the wait. Please enjoy! Stay safe! Love, Vy ❤

It’s been about an hour since I got off the phone with Y/N and my concern is through the roof. She called me from the parking lot of the office building where she works at, telling me she’s be home in less than half an hour and asking if I needed her to pick up anything along the way. I have been trying to brush away the worries, comforting myself with the fact that I did request a specific type of iced tea and knowing Y/N, she’s probably looking for it in multiple stores because she couldn’t find it in the convenience store that’s along her way back home. I should’ve told her not to sweat it considering I don’t need it right away or anything.  I have tried distracting myself with editing just to hinder myself from picking up my phone and debating weather to call her or not. I may be worried but I don’t wanna put her life in danger by calling her while she’s driving.

I keep my hands on my keyboard and mouse, my phone halfway across the room just in case. Another thirty minutes pass by with no sound of the door being unlocked or even a car pulling up. My fingers are beginning to drum over the buttons on my keyboard anxiously. I have had to go back and redo so many things with the video I’m editing because my mind simply isn’t present. It’s wandering around the city, looking for that one familiar car that’s always outside our house, parked in the driveway. That’s currently being driven by my girlfriend of two years Y/N.

My phone’s ringtone snaps me out of the downwards spiral of my thoughts, simultaneously picking up the speed of my heartbeat. I basically launch myself out of my chair and towards the bed where the ringing is coming from. I feel a wave of relief rush over me when I see Y/N’s name on the lit screen.

“Hey babe, where have you been?“ I ask as soon as I answer the call. It feels like my whole body shuts down when I finally pick up on the sound of blaring sirens in the background.

“Sir, I’m sorry to inform you Miss Y/L/N has been in an accident.” The words the female voice on the phone says cut through me like a knife, sending chills of paralyzing fear all over my body, “You were the last person she contacted before the accident which is why we’ve stepped in contact with you. However, if you are not able to come collect Miss Y/L/N, please contact a family member of hers.“

The calmness of her tone is freaking me out of my skin and mind, “Is she ok?! Where is she?!“

“She’s alright, sir. She’s not completely conscious yet, though. But she will be by the time you arrive. Her injuries are not in any way life-threatening. She has a few cuts and bruises and a concussion. A medical team has already taken care of her.“

Before I know it, I’m already out the door, the location the policewoman gave me in my head as I get behind the wheel of my car which I rarely use. Thankfully, the road the accident happened on is less than fifteen minutes away. Due to the late hour there is close to no traffic on the roads so I make it to the scene in no time.  Y/N’s car is surrounded by two cop cars and two ambulances. I barely even notice the black Honda Civic that is almost equally as beat up as Y/N’s Toyota. Speaking of the Toyota, its front bumper is completely obliterated - the headlights, blinkers and windshield in pieces and shards on the pavement. 

In the first ambulance there’s a guy passed out on a gurney with an ivy rip connected to his arm. In the one next to it is Y/N, sitting hunched over with her head hanging low, her hair falling over her face. 

“Y/N?“ I rush over to her, reaching out to touch her shoulder but withdrawing my arm in case she has a bruise in that spot.

She lifts her head, a look of relief and happiness flashing across her face. She lets out a sigh, a small smile appearing on her lips as her eyes fill with tears. “Corpse...” her hand reaches out for mine which is still hanging in the air. I give her my other hand and she uses me as support to slowly stand up. She lets go of my hands and wraps her arms around me in a tight hug as a quiet sob leaves her chest. “I was so scared when I woke up. I couldn’t remember anything.”

“It’s ok, you’re ok now. I’m here, I’m right here.“ I gently smooth her hair while carefully holding her in my embrace. She has a few purple bruises along her arms and cuts on her cheek and neck which are covered in white bandages with small dark red stains. The most major thing I can see is the cut on her left temple which is also covered up. I press a tender kiss to the right one. “Are you in any pain?“ I pull away to get a better look at her.

Thankfully she shakes her head, “No, I’m ok. My elbow hurts a little but that’s it.”

I nod, moving a strand of hair behind her ear, kissing her forehead. Just as I’m about to ask her what exactly happened one one of the police officers approaches us.

“A drunk driver. He ran the red light and crashed straight into her car.“ The officer says, judging by her voice it’s the same woman that called me. “You don’t remember that, do you?“

Y/N turns to her, “I just remember hearing a loud crash and then darkness. I didn’t know what had happened until you told me when I woke up.”

The policewoman gives us a sincere smile, lightly touching Y/N’s shoulder “It’s ok, sweetheart. You are alright, that’s what matters. And you have someone here by your side.”

Y/N’s eyes meet mine when she gives me the most loving glance, the one that I often catch in her eyes - the one that always melts me. “He always is.” she says, running her fingers down my arm, interlocking hers with mine when they reach my hand.

The policewoman tells us good night and walks over to the other ambulance. We stick around to see the cars get taken away and Y/N gives her info so they can contact her when the car is repaired. I know how much she loves that car - it’s the first and only car she has ever owned. She has had it for about seven years and calls it her child basically. I never thought I’d be jealous of a car in my life - just kidding. But my point has been made - she’s never been apart from it or driven another car.

Wrapping my arm around her while she watches her car being taken away, I turn her around, leading her towards my car. “Let’s get you home. You’ll be 100% under my care and no complaints will be accepted.”

She rolls her eyes playfully, snuggling up into my side, “Don’t make a big deal about this please. And, for the love of God, don’t baby me too much, ok?”

I grin down at her, “What was that, I didn’t quite catch it?“

“Corpseeee...“ She pouts, a frown on her face, making her look so childish it’s absolutely adorable.

“Save the whining, it ain’t gonna work.“ I open the door to the passenger seat, stepping aside so she can get in the my car.

Surprisingly enough, she actually doesn’t complain the rest of the way home nor when we arrive. Nor when I instruct her to stay in bed and not move unless it’s absolutely necessary. I basically bring all the snacks from the kitchen into our room while she compiles a list of movies we will be watching because no sleep will be had tonight.  “I love you.“ Y/N says through a sigh halfway through the second movie.

“I love you too. But don’t fall asleep.“ I tickle her side, causing her to giggle and squirm in an attempt to get away from me.

“Ok, ok, but you’re gonna have to help me. If I blink, I’ll be a goner.“ She yawns, shuffling back towards me. When she flashes me that hinting wide smile, I know exactly what she’s insinuating.

I sigh, giving in with ease. “When you were here before...“

“Couldn’t look you in the eye...“ she backs me up just as I knew she would

“You’re just like an angel...“

“Your skin makes me cry...“

Needless to say, we end up duetting random songs - rap songs, heavy metal, pop songs, some of my songs, some Christmas songs, Disney songs - making it one of the best movie marathons we’ve ever had, the unfortunate events of the day far behind us and completely gone from our minds.

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[the-phantom-ender]

things i really like about lizzies dragon fight stuff (episode 14) :

she highlighted the conflict really really well. with captions for peoples speaking, how messy and odd everything was. her split-second decision to try to protect the dragon and her watching her trusted allies and loved ones (namely jimmy and joel) fight against her.

i think the size of jimmys 'i dont need these guys anymore' line was also larger than most of the others, dont quote me on that though. but itd make sense if it was, a bigger impact to lizzie, a deeper cut.

i think the perspective of someone who decided to shift gears during the fight is really important and interesting, because i believe shes the only one who did.

where some fish cant help but be lured by the fishermen, some break free from the sirens song.

[kousukenao]

cold vulnerability

I need a warm back to put my cold feet on. My head hangs high, I could never put defeat on

Your features. Desire festers and pesters the Paranoid ear. Tell me your truths. What do you fear? May I draw near to your hART my deer? As a dear pantheth forth, MY waters flow w Force, cumming after Thee. I could never put defeat on you,

But I wear it like a crown, yes I’m the Jester, what is this gesture? Why do you frown? You said you like my goofy, but you’re mad I’m The Clown? Go crazy Go Stupid, w that MAC- [stop] this is S Class, pussy-footage.

You’re taking all the flicks, and you lick me insane, I’m fuzzy, can’t remember, but I’m giving him brain. But he can’t remember my GODDAMN GODDAMN GODDAMN NAME. He thinks that I’m her, that We are the same. I was calling you, sir. But no one can tame, a lame, crippled WARlock

gridlocked with pains that would drive a common man completely insane. You think I cry with weakness, but the STRENGTH I use to hold back this rage is like the Ultimate. Beast Cage, I’m a kaijuu, straight out the bayous, the world spat us out, They can BUY YOU nigga. You’re aren’t your own they ain’t bye you nigga. I CANT BE OWNED, BY YOU NIGGAS. I am my own, I’m not bi you niggas.

I am the Pan, and I thrive in the Fire. My soul is a Flame, and my Passion Desires, more than a Name, so I’m fatally wired, I’m am so drained by all that you Require from me. I cook the sauces of your recipes. I am Your Warmth, you can find Rest in me. But please just oh please, I’m not an Enemy. I just want to love you I-

WHY CANT YOU SEE I-

it’s okay to be me. It’s okay to be me. ITS OK2b111

Non-binary, Seventh, Heaven, Death, Perfect in C

a NAGISA, A love whipped See, rising to Cian, My redundancy

My Eternally, Ended, Final Fantasy. My Cloud, My Impresionist, Complacencies. I am sorry I couldn’t perform our fantasy. I just couldn’t find my energy. But when I’m in all of this pain, it’s hard to be vulnerable you see. I’m scared of your touches turned hurt to me, I don’t want to interpret the worst of yee and your SWEET sweet thoughts, your humanity, your love, and understanding. I couldn’t see, how to trust me. To love you with words properly. I couldn’t speak, and I was afraid my demons would Peak out and scare you. When I care so much for you. I’m a Siren, soulless songs, but maybe sing along. If I can join the throng, maybe I can understand. Why pain flows from my hands, instead of helping, healing thots like ours.

the hours pass and I realize I’m talking to fast. The seconds past and I see in your eyes that I’m last, you put yourself first and we’re stuck in our Pasts, I should’ve gone first, I knew I couldn’t last

under scrutiny, so We threw a Mutiny, a Communicative effort, a last minute resort, now I suffer retorts, and distant sand pain. Your silence is deafening, riding me insane, don’t dictate my narrative THIS ISNT A GAME

I’m just a developer. I’m NOT. Please.. please don’t call me her name. I don’t want to be disabled. Crippled. Lame. But my bones are broken, joints grinding on grain. I’m not that name. I’m just in pain. Pleas,.. I’m jus,, please keep me sane.

[thequeenb]

Who Knew A Car Accident Would Bring Us Closer?

I know that i disappeared but guess who is back😏

My routine is very simple. I get up early, i take a shower, i brush my teeth, i put on a glamorous outfit and i drive in the heart of the city to buy a ridiculously overpriced coffee.

Today i was in a good mood. The gala was near and things with Zoey seems to get better. What always ruin it is Poppy and her attitude whenever she sees me. I roll my eyes turning the radio on and oh my god this my song!

I sing along as my body moves to the rhythm, i am a good driver dont get me wrong but when my favourite song plays i can be clumsy. Driving in the city is an annoying habit i had to get used to. When i was driving back in Farmsville things were less complicated and ugh don't get me started with the bad driving skills some people have

I am near the parking lot of the University when my favourite part comes up and i close my eyes for a brief second to feel the music as i sing along the last verse. But then the music stops, and when i open my eyes i see another car coming with full speed towards me. My instincts kick in as i try to avoid it but soon all i can feel is glass spraying around.

I don't dare to open my eyes as i am shocked and overwhelmed. I try to move but the airbag is suffocating me. Think Bea, think. My free arm tried to reach out for my phone as i hear voices around my car. If only i was more focused on the road, damnit!

My anxiety takes over as i try to breathe and only then a man is on the side of my door screaming

"Hey! Are you okay in there? The paramedics are on their way, please hold on"

His voice fades away and my stomach turns. I didn't even notice the pool of blood around my chest, what the fuck is happening. Zoey, i need to call Zoey right now, but before i try to find my phone a familiar sweet voice calls out to me

"Bea are you okay? Please respond to me" despite the current situation i have a faint smile, how adorable she is worried about me.

"Zoey.." thats all i manage to say in hope she heard me

Everything feels heavier as minutes pass by and all i can feel is the blood running down my body. Its a weird sensation really, but i wish none of you ever get to see what it feels like. Everything is sticky and wet but all i can do is try to keep my eyes open.

I wonder who had the audacity to hit my car but then i feel guilty remembering that i am the one to blame mostly. Soon enough i can hear sirens and i am finally relieved.

After several tries the paramedics got me out of the car and the bright light of the sun is blinding. I know i shouldn't complain but what if this is my last moment? Ugh i am sure Poppy is laughing right now with her friends, i can even imagine the conversation

"Did you hear what happened to Hughes? That silly farm girl got into a car accident"

Ugh what am i even thinking. I feel a soft material underneath me and i hardly get a glance around me. I can see Professor Kingsley looking at me with her worrying eyes, then there is Zoey next to me fighting with a woman to let her come with me in the ambulance and is that? No my mind is playing tricks i lost a lot of blood. But no its really her. I see Poppy approaching the man that probably hit my car and she is yelling? Very funny brain, don't mess with me right now. She is happy not sad i am sure

Before i can think more the doors of the ambulance closed but i feel a warmth in my hand

"I am here Bea, please hold on" Of course its Zoey and she is holding my hand tight, i cant imagine how scared she is but i am glad she is here with me. I feel so tired i need to rest my eyes, no no! I have seen to many movies about people dying this way i need to stay awake.

I can feel my heart beat in every sore part of my body, the blood is now dry and uncomfortable, my breath is getting slower and slower. The bright lights above me are painful and the voices around me start to fade. Don't tell me this is the end. I didn't win the crown yet to rub it in Poppy's face, i didn't see her shock after i am pronounced the Queen of Belvoire but wait. Why the hell am i thinking of her that much?

My eyes cant stay open anymore despite my numerous tries, i can hear Zoey encouraging me with the nurses but i give up into my desire to rest. I squeeze her hand one last time before i pass out.

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How many of you watch Grey's anatomy? Don't lie i am sure some of you have, especially with Sandra Oh that good looking woman god, but thats not the point, don't lie to me. Well despite your answers this is what it feels like. I can hear the machines around me as well as my heart beating steadily

How did things get this sad so fast? It was supposed to be a normal day for me but i guess i had to ruin it. I wonder who's here with me and oh my god i am about to have a heart attack. Next to me is standing who? No guess..i will give you a hint, blonde hair..rich girl..who am i kidding, its the one and only Poppy Min-Sinclair

I blink a couple of times and she notices. Don't tell me she was here the whole time, maybe she came to make fun of me, is Veronica here? Does she film my failure? Oh. We are alone great.

"You are awake" she says as she is slowly approaching

Its hard to speak but i try to do some effort "I guess you are disappointed" i say smiling but she doesn't, she actually looks concerned

"I knew you were bad at almost everything but being a bad driver is so embarrassing Hughes" she roll her eyes, sitting in a chair next to my bed

Oh hell no who says that? Is that what comforting means to her?

"If you are here to make fun of me do me a favour and close the door behind when you leave" i don't look at her, instead i turn around, i am to tired for this conversation

"I was the one who saw the accident" she says and to my surprise she sits up to study me closer

"When i saw your cheap- ah..when i saw your car i was the one who called the paramedics you know"

I turn around to look at her and i can see her eyes sparkling under the bright lights "I mean i didn't have a choice right? I could not help at all but.."

My eyes start to tear up, every word feel more genuine than the other but why? Aren't we enemies? Doesn't she hate me? My thoughts are flooded with painful memories, how embarrassed she made me feel and then it clicks

"But you like me" i say almost breathless. She is shocked and that's how i know i am right, this can't be happening.

I didn't realize that i was crying until Poppy laid her head over my chest carefully. I can hear her sobs, everything that she had been feeling all day come out now and all i can do is cry with her, holding her tight.

"I can't believe i almost lost you" she says as her tears take over again

"Shhh, i am here..i promise" its all i can say. Today was definitely a weird day but in the end it brought us together

After we both calm down she doesn't move, instead i stoke her hair even though i feel weak and i can feel her smiling "the man that hit you is getting sued"

A low laugh escape my lips as she stands up gazing at me "but if you tell anyone about this you will be next" but its her teasing because her eyes say otherwise

I want to thank her, i want to forgive her for all the bullshit she put me through but words aren't enough to describe how i feel. Instead i yank her by her shirt and i kiss her softly. I can feel her body relax against mine but she is careful not to hurt me. I can feel her calm down as she takes a deep breath.

Pulling back she has this grin, its my favourite "Well, your kissing skills aren't as bad as your driving ones"

We both laugh as she takes a sit next to me, we are both talking about various topics and the more we discuss the more we realize we have a lot of things in common. Poppy and i are alike, but unlike her i show my good, kind side. I am greatful she is here because now i know who she truly is.

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+++++++++ prompt: Sam calls you to help them out and when you arrive you become overwhelmed with feelings. You can't figure out why until later when Bucky takes your hand and his past flashes through your mind. He can't tell why you're crying until you snap out of your daze and hug him tightly

Song: don't fall asleep at the helm by sleeping with sirens

tag list: @cynic-spirit +++++++++ when I got the call from Sam I was a little worried about the outcome of this mission. I understood why he needed me but also we both knew the risks. but he wouldn't have called if it weren't absolutely necessary. the debriefing told me exactly how important it was and that eased my mind a little. the toll it would take on me would be a big one though, so sleeping on the plane to where he was was much needed. what I wasn't expecting though was how heavy I would feel when I finally got there. the weight that came from those around me was very intense and though I was trying to focus on the emotions of only one person it was becoming too hard to handle. at least without touching someone to hone in on them alone.

when we got out of the building it helped a little, him introducing me to his friend Bucky who was standing and waiting by the car. I shook his gloved hand and the rest was history. we sat in the car to the private airport across town in silence apart from Sam going over mission plans again. it was everything I could do to not fall asleep in the backseat. the feelings fluctuated as we wove through traffic but I was really just waiting for the next plane ride. that way i could have a break; no one there except the three of us and the crew.

when we got there however, nothing really changed. even as we got in the air, the night sky peaking in through the open windows. i was still feeling a deepness around me and part of me had an idea of who it was but i couldn't tell for sure without touching either of them. but that could wait. what i needed right now was to sleep again. I couldn't handle the toll anymore.

so I sat on the jet with my eyes closed. I told them I was going to nap but god help me if I couldn't fall asleep. I was so overwhelmed it was hard to focus on anything outside of what I was feeling. there was a pang in my heart the more silence that crept into the jet. I knew it couldn't be Sam that was making me feel this way but it could be anyone else here. I just sighed, sinking further into the seat and trying my best to let go. then I heard:

"so, what's her deal? why did you call her?"

from Bucky. there was a short silence and I knew Sam was choosing his words wisely.

"her powers are sort of unique. she can feel other peoples emotions, their struggles, their reasonings. I didn't know anyone better to help us with this. she can walk into a room and immediately know everyone without ever even speaking to them."

I heard Bucky's chair squeak as he shifted uncomfortably in it.

"and this will help because?"

"we'll be able to find exactly who we need to find. and if worst comes to worst and they don't give us the information we need, she can get it."

I squeezed my eyes a little tighter. my body was feeling more anxious than sad now. and I thought my emotions were bad. another silence fell over the plane though and it wasn't long before the feeling left and I fell asleep.

what could have been only a few hours in and i was jolted awake in a cold sweat. there was so much fear running through my veins i wanted to vomit. i breathed deeply as i looked around the darkness of the jet. Sam was fast asleep in the chair next to me like he was before. but looking around i didn't see Bucky. so i got up. everything in me was telling me to go back to bed, to leave it alone, to try to forget what just happened. but i needed to know if it was him. as i made my way to the back of the jet where the bathroom was he emerged, wiping his hand on his jeans. he just looked at me with a stern look on his face before side stepping me, putting his gloves back on.

everything in me wanted to say something. to touch him and see what it was that made him feel this way. and to know if he always felt like this because i was sure it was killing me. and i couldn't project onto him without him telling me he wanted me to, thats just how it worked. so i couldn't help him any. and i wanted to so badly. maybe it would help him sleep even just a little bit. but i guess i wasn't in a position to offer. instead i just went to the bathroom and when i was done went back to my seat and stared out the window until the sun began to peer over the mountains.

°°°°°°°°° the mission was a long one but we did it. all information was secured and now it was break time. we made it back home, or at least to Sam's home, and it was good to see Sarah and the boys again. they were so excited to see all of us, Cass and AJ both a little more excited to see Bucky again than me but that was okay. as far as i was concerned it was just relieving to be around happy people who didn't drain me. Sam knew i needed that more than anything after the mission we just finished.

we sat around the porch and chatted for a bit, the boys playing in the yard, pretending to be the new captain America and winter soldier. Sam and Sarah had made their way inside now, cleaning up after lunch and talking about god knows what. i was focusing on the feelings radiating off Bucky, sat next to me on the porch swing, swaying slowly. it was comfortable, the breeze whirling around us and rustling the trees.

"you did good."

Bucky said out of nowhere and i looked to him. the feeling shifted.

"uh thanks, it was nice working with you."

he nodded slowly.

"I'm sorry."

he said and i raised a brow.

"for what?"

he cleared his throat.

"for draining you."

he said a little guilty and i sighed.

"can i tell you something buck?"

he hummed, looking over me now.

"none of it was your fault."

he looked to the ground quickly, picking at his finger tips.

"hey, no, look at me. please."

i said and he did as told.

"i feel everything. i cant escape that. no matter how much i try to control it. i have to deal with other peoples demons. and though its true I've never felt anything like the weight you carry, I can tell that you are stronger than anyone I've ever had the pleasure of meeting and I haven't even touched you to know why."

we just kind of stared at each other for a moment.

"i never asked for any of this but i somehow still feel like its my fault. but then people say I'm a hero and i feel like i have to keep going. to earn that title. cause it definitely doesn't feel like i deserve it."

i think i understood a little bit of that more now. because i had been there. people exploited me for y powers and now here i was, working with captain fricking America.

"It's okay to fall behind, to not want to be apart of this anymore. But it's also okay to feel like you owe it to yourself or to others."

he tilted his head to the side.

"What do you mean?"

i shrugged.

"You never signed up for this, I can feel it in the way the air shifts around you. i can see through part of the veil. its telling me who you were. You were supposed to die, alone in the cold for someone you held close to you. But you didn't and now you feel betrayed... bitter... or maybe lost?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

he said quickly, shifting and looking to the ground again, and i sighed.

"James I can't see exact events just by being near someone, but the way I feel when I walk into a room with you? Everything changes. Yeah sometimes it's good, and I'm so glad you've found a family in Sam, but you're still that kid from Brooklyn trying to keep the little guy out of trouble."

his head snapped in my direction.

"you could give me your hand but it might be proving me right."

he relaxed a little bit.

"Who knows, maybe I'll always be that guy, but I've changed so much I'm not entirely sure he's still in there."

i looked ahead of us at Cass and aj still running around the yard, pretending to be Sam and Bucky.

"He must be, or else why would something so innocent try to emulate it?"

he glanced over the yard at them play fighting before slipping his gloves off. i knew he kept them on because of me. Sam had told me he usually took them off when he was with him. maybe this was the beginning of something trustworthy.

"Sam told me you can help."

i watched as he opened and closed his hand a few times.

"if you let me in i can."

his gaze shifted between my eyes before holding his hand out.

"i feel like I've tried everything else in the book."

he said softly. i nodded once before taking his hand in mine. in a moment his whole life flashed before my eyes. his childhood was beautiful, him and Steve playing in the school yard and having sleep overs. his teens troubled but what else would you expect from the doom of a war. then he was being experimented on, rescued, and fighting alongside the howling commandos. then i finally understood where the cold came from. there was a fight on a train, he fell so far only to be stolen and experimented on. i could feel tears slipping down my cheeks as i stared ahead of us. it all washed over me in large waves, drowning me out so the only thing left was him.

he was poked and prodded at, ripped apart and put back together. everything he was was taken out, thrown in a blender, and then something else was forced back in. he was still a good man despite what they did to him. despite putting him on ice for years until they needed him to fulfill their evil wishes. he said he remembered all of them and i knew now he wasn't kidding. he fully remembered everything he ever did and then some. it was heart breaking. and then there was Wakanda. i could feel my heart swell in my chest at the relief of the words disappearing from his subconscious.

there was years in a hut in a field, him being his own person. there was the fight with thanos and a large gap of darkness. then there was Steve leaving and how hard that was before finally coming to a slow stop at what had happened between the flag smashers situation and where they were now. it was everything and nothing all at once and it hurt like hell. i knew he was getting better, the therapy helped but he didn't think it was. there were other methods that worked much better, like the love he found here.

"you okay?"

he asked softly and i nodded, realizing how tightly i was holding his hand. there were tears in my eyes and i could feel the wet on my face as the breeze continued to flow around. when i finally got the clarity to look at him he seemed nervous. hell he felt it too and now so did i.

"a hundred years is a lot to share with a person."

i said before blinking a few more tears out and looking at him. he pulled his hand out of mine and sat forward again.

"im sorry i shouldn't have asked."

he said quickly.

"i knew it would be too much."

i shook my head and grabbed his chin gently for him to look at me.

"you don't owe anyone an apology. i want to help you. even if its getting you through tonight with no nightmares."

his breathing hitched in his throat for a moment as he scanned my face.

"you could do that?"

he asked and i nodded, pulling him into a hug. he was tense at first but this wasn't something he had the luxury of having in a while and he slowly melted into my touch. it made me want to cry again and i knew in that moment i needed this as much as he did. and who knew, maybe we could help each other. this was it so i held him tighter.

"bucky, for you i could do anything."

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Refuge - Finale

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Warnings: None. | Credit: Me  | Words: 936

As you stroll the isle of the party store, you’ve yet to find what you need. It was a strange little habit you picked up, but on your road trips, you liked to buy one thing from a party store and bring it back; some funky little trinket that symbolized one more place on your tour of freedom.

Back where you settled for home, you had a small shelf with 3 trinkets on it; this would be your 4th. You liked the idea of that, 4 being the number of home, stability. This one felt extra important.

As you enter isle 6, you stop dead in your tracks. A familiar voice grumbles a mix of words and curses. A voice you know well, a voice which has embedded itself deep in your bones, in your DNA, in your heart.

A voice of a man who you shared the most profound intimacy with despite never actually having sex with him. A man who haunted you every single day, and every single day you still longed for him.

You gather courage and prepare yourself, you tell yourself, I’m just making this up. It cant be- won’t be, him.

As you near isle 7 your heart stops, it is him. In the flesh right before you. He’s holding a crumpled up list in one hand, a basket in the other. His hair is a little longer and a bit disheveled, you know he ran his hand through it a few times. He looks like a stressed-out man and a young kid all at once.

As you will your feet to move, your voice to work, you can’t help but notice what he’s wearing. A plaid shirt with dark jeans.

“Javier.” You finally speak, finding only his name to say.

What you didn’t know was that your voice hit his ears like a siren song. A phantom of an angel from his past. At first, Javier didn’t turn around, he didn’t believe it. You repeat this name,  he turns around.

Javier's jaw drops ever so slightly as his eyes widen, there’s almost a puppy dog look to his eyes.

“Y/n.”

“Javier.”

You smile wide, wider than you’ve ever had before. You float more than walk to him. Javier takes two strides toward you, pulling you into the warmest hug. The hug feels like medicine, healing, like hope.

Once you part just enough to speak, while still holding on to each other, Javier talks first,

“It’s you -” He’s visibly breathless.

You realize, at some point, he must have dropped the basket, as his hands are now free and around your body. Javier observes you longingly and holds your face with his hands.“Y/n.”

You giggle, “Javier.”

He hugs you again, you melt into him. There is so much you want to say, to ask, to know. As he holds you for dear life, Javier feels the same.

As your bodies become two once more, his hands slide down to capture yours.

“Y/n, what are you doing here?”

“Driving through, its a long drive through. Texas is huge.”

He smiles, “It is.”

“My turn, what are you doing here?” You squeeze his hands.

“Home town, I have some family gathering to go to.”

“And the list, you pulled the short stick and have to pick up the last minute items?” You free one of your hands to touch his hair.

He doesn't reply, only nods with that heart-stealing smile on his lips.

“Let me help you with that,” you pull the crumbled list from his pocket, where he must have shoved it when you were too distracted by his face, “before you pull your hair out, I like your hair."

You laugh together and he backs up, retrieving the basket while keeping his eyes on you.

“You look great y/n, happy.”

“I am, thanks to you.”

In need of your touch, he takes your free hand back, holding it, “I’d do it all over again.”

“Me too.” You wink at him and look over the list, leading the way. You only take a few steps when he stops, you look over your shoulder to see why.

“Y/n, that family thing. Would you like to come with me?”

“Like, on a date?”

“What else would it be?” His response sending you over the moon, you touch the stars, You want to jump for joy.

“Yes, yes a hundred times.”

Later that night

You were enjoying the party, you even met most of his family and most of Laredo. Still, Javier was the most important part of today. You feared you’d never see him again, but fate worked in your favor and crossed your paths.

At one point, Javier whisks you away from the festivities. You stop outside under a tree, his hand still resting on your waist.

The look in his eyes is enough to make you want to kiss him. Instead, you wait, you have to get something off your chest. You hope it meant something to see him again,

“Javier, I’m glad you asked me to come. In case I never see you again, I have to tell you this. A lot happened to me in Colombia, but I’m grateful I met you. You did so much more than proved refuge, you showed me something I thought I’d never have. I fell in love with you, Javier. I-I still love you.”

That smile you love so much reappears before his lips meet yours. Once he pulls away, his hands lovingly caress your arms before returning to your cheeks.

“I’m not going anywhere. Now that I have you again, I’m not letting you go. I love you too y/n.”

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Part 1

Siren Jisung/ Reader (ft. San ATEEZ)

Word Count:3519 words

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Summary: I'm not good with summaries so lets do it 

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The light of the sun seeping through the curtains, the room started to get a little warm, I felt something lick my face I opened my eyes to see Darong greeting me with a small meow “Yea Yeah I’m hungry too ill go get us something to eat” I said, I got up and did my morning routine and then started to make breakfast.

 mornings were lazy for me, extremely lazy, I ate my breakfast finished up and washed the dishes, while Darong was in front of the TV watching animal planet, I still don’t know whether she even understood that or not, but I let my curiosity die there.

“Darong-ah~ I’ll be back okay, I’m heading outside” I said as I put on my sneakers and head out, the heat was hitting the sand, I squinted “I’ll take a little walk” I said to myself I started to walk by the sea, there weren’t a lot of people but a few, parents with their children, an old woman with his son, I started to head towards the rock where I saw the merman last night, I was fighting with my thoughts “did I see it or did I not?” I said in a low voice, searching through my thoughts, memories of last night coming back but they were a little hazy “mermaids don’t exist, mermaids don’t exist” I started to whisper under my breath.

“Who said they don’t?” I looked back to see an old woman smiling at me, “sorry?” I said turning completely to her “I asked that who said mermaids don’t exist?” the old woman repeated herself “I saw one, when I was your age she was beautiful, she had a beautiful voice and a blue tail, black glossy hair with a green streak, they sing a song to lure humans into the water and drown them but not all of them are the same, some like humans very much, but they aren’t called mermaids their called..” she was about to finish when a guy came and stopped her “Granny it’s time to leave, come on” he said, he wasn’t tall, he had black hair and was covered in black from head to toe, his Granny started to make her way to wherever they lived, before leaving she winked at me.

“I’m sorry, my grandma believes too much in fantasy’s” he said bowing down a little 

“I’m Choi San by the way” he said “I’m Lee Y/n” I said we both shook hands

 “you just moved in” 

“how do you know” I asked

 “it’s a small town everyone knows everyone hear” he said 

“ooh” I said nodding “umm I have to go it was very nice to meet you, you can stop by we have a chicken restaurant near the convenience store.. and if you need anything your most welcome to come by” he said smiling “thank you so much I'll make sure to stop by” I said with that we both waved and started to head to our own destination.

I wanted to take a walk around the town, It wasn’t big San was right, a lot of people waved and I bowed in response, coffee shop, stationary, fashion, this was a remote place but surprisingly had everything, I saw a paint shop so i went there, there were many portraits there of the sea, pirates etcetera but the one that caught my attention the most was of a man crying setting on the rock, his face gave off many emotions, emotions of sadness, joy it was hard to pinpoint a single out of those emotions “you like it?” the Oldman came from behind me “yes it's very..” I searched for the proper word to describe it “expressive” I said he smiled in response “you can keep it… I see your new.. Take it as a gift I would appreciate it please” he said, taking the painting off the wall and packing it “I-.. Thank you, you didn’t have too” I said but he smiled and waved it off.

Night came pretty quickly “Darong-ah your foods ready” I said as she licked her lips and came to the kitchen I put her bowl down “enjoy��� I said and picked up the fresh popcorn and sat down on the sofa “a little Goblin will get my mind off of things” I said as I played the first episode, watching dramas was my second hobby … other than sleeping(if you even call that a hobby).

“Meow” I jolted up, shit I fell asleep I glanced at the tv to see it was still on and I was suddenly on the 4th episode great Y/n just great I yawned and got up “a nice walk would do it” I stretched and head outside, as yesterday it was calm no soul in sight I mean obviously it was midnight, I sat on the rock it was half submerged in water when-

*a rock falls* 

The merman “ hey don’t leave I wanna meet you this time” I said I slightly bowed in the forward direction to see what it was but it was just a crab “great I’m completely going…AHHH” I fell back on the rock, i sighed and rubbed my back when i opened my eyes, the merman was now in front of me, he tilted his head to the side and gave me a confused look, “hi” I said in a little whisper, he started to look at my feet then at my clothes, he picked up my feet as I slightly feel backwards “those are my….hahahah.. Please don’t it tickles” I said, he leaves my feet and I sit back up , I’m not crazy this time I’m up. “What’s your name, human?” he says, wait he can speak “wait you can speak” I asked “yes I can speak all human tongues… my name is Han, Han Jisung” he said “I’m Lee Y/n” you said bringing your hand to shake it but he just stares at it “you...shake it” you said he slowly brings his hands to yours and shakes it, and then he smiles and shakes it again “ooookay” you said “I've never seen a merman before” you said, he gave you a confused look and then looks behind “Merman where?” he asks

“you” I said getting more confused, did he not know, he smiles “I'm not a merman I'm a siren, mermaids and merman's are covered with scales they resemble the fishes a lot, we sirens look like humans more” he said 

“Ahhh.. okay” I said, he started to look at my feet again “how does it feel to have feet?” he asks I look at my feet then at his fins “hmm it feels like how you feel with your tail I guess” I said he makes an ohhh face “do you-” he stops then looks behind him “I have to go… will you come here tomorrow?” he said “yes i will” I said he smiles and then takes my hand and kisses the top of it, my face turns red , he smiles and then swims away “what was that?” 

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Han’s PoV

Alone I’ve been alone from the start, the sea is a beautiful place but sometimes it can be extremely suffocating, the land calls out to me, I wish to become a human but some wishes are to never be fulfilled.

I swim and I swim endlessly, unsure of my destination, of where I’m headed, of where I’m supposed to be, Sirens aren’t allowed near land there told to kill humans, but those who have a broken heart, who don’t wanna live, but I would never hurt anyone.

“I’m back” I said as I got in the cave, I lived with my uncle, the seeker. He was like the law here, hated humans, killed them whenever he saw one, and extremely extremely bossy.

“Where were you?” He asked not even giving me a single look his whole attention was on the fish in his hands, he was staring at it with extreme hunger “nowhere just here and there” I said as I sat down “my nephew, look at this fish” he said eyes on the fish as it struggled “what does it want most now?” He asks, I look at the fish, pity it was to be devoured by my uncle “freedom?” I said my uncle laughed “exactly, but food is essential, find a moment catch it and then kill it” he said as he ate the whole fish, sometimes I don’t get what he says “go to sleep” he says reading my expression that I have no idea what he says.

I do exactly as he says I lie down, clearing my head of everything my uncle leaves, and I’m left there alone with my thoughts when Y/n comes to my mind I never saw a cute human she was nice...right? She had beautiful black hair, her eyes were sparkling, I wonder how it actually felt to have feet …. Wait was I falling for a human 

My uncles gonna kill me “stupid stupid” I hit my head with my fist, I throw my thoughts away and get ready to sleep 

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Han’s Pov:

“Wake up we need to go” my uncle said, hearing his voice in the morning wasn't one of the things I liked “where?” I asked as I rubbed my eyes, “ I want you to do something for me” he said and left the cave, “weird he never asks my help in anything”

“Please don't kill me” said the siren in front me, I looked at my uncle but all I could see in his eyes was amusement at how she begged for her life, I just stood there unable to move, it wasn't like this was the first time he was killing someone in front of me, he was the seeker he could do anything he wants “Han ” he said as I looked at him “I want you to finish the job” he said smiling, my heart stopped, I can't do this, I can't kill someone who hasn't done anything “I cant” I say my voice shaking, my uncle turned to me “say that again” he says “I can't do this” I repeat, he slaps me hard, my ears ring “you are gonna kill her and that's an order or I'm gonna kill all the sirens and lay their bodies in front of you” he said, I knew he'd do it, I swim toward the siren and look at her, she begs me not to but it's not like I have a choice I extend my hand to her slowly feeling the power of the water in my hand and then releasing it, water tore's through her stomach with force and she stops, I look at her without emotion, Sirens should be creatures with no emotion, my uncle smiles as he sees her turn into sea form “good my nephew well done, no emotion, just wanted to remind you that” he says as he pats my back and heads back into the cave, i stay there with her till her last breath, she deserves that much.

Y/n’s Pov

“Darong-ah~ I'm going out kay”  I said as I closed the door behind me, we were out of milk, it was almost night, the whole morning I was occupied with cleaning up and thinking about the siren I meet last night, I started to walk to the convenience store, he must be very lonely, does he have any family, siblings I thought, he had a beautiful tail, and eyes 

Wait-

I blinked “focus on getting the milk Y/n” i said and went in the store, i got my milk and was about to pay “I'll pay for that” someone said and I glanced back to see San smiling “San-shi you don't have too” i said but he smiled and payed “you can pay me back by having a walk with me” 

“So why did you move here?” he asked as we walked “well...because of my health” I said he stopped and looked at me “health? Are you okay?, is it serious?” he asked “no not that serious, it's just a migraine not that serious, but thank you for asking.. Were you born here?” I asked changing the topic “no I wasn't born here my Dad passed away and my mom left me here” he said, eyes sad “oh I'm sorry” I said “so I've been living here since now I'm just waiting to audition and be something” he said smiling at the thought “audition? You can rap” I ask he laughs “more like I can sing, but I can rap too a little” he said rubbing his neck and chuckling 

“That's cool you got to sing for me someday okay” I smiled tilting my head a little, he just nodded and looked away “what about you? Any plans?” he asked “well umm I just applied for a university, I wanna be a robotics engineer” he looked at me confused “wait you'll leave but you just got here” he said “its an online university, I'm not leaving” I said “Ahhh” 

“This is my stop thank you so much for walking me back” he smiled 

“It's fine if you need anything I'll be here” he said, waved and went his way

Han ’s POV:

I sat down on the sand

I wish i was a human, how could he be so heartless and to his own kind, but then again, sirens dont have hearts, I looked at my hands, I killed someone with these hands, someone who did nothing wrong, its weird how everyone longs to live, but doesn't care about the same thing, the same feeling when they kill.

“I hate the sea” i said, there's not even a soul here, i remember the warmth of Y/n’s hand how it made me feel a weird sensation in my chest, i searched through my memory for a single time i felt the same warmth as i did yesterday, i remember opening my eyes in the sea, i wasn't born i looked the same as i do now, i had no parents, but this person who claimed to be my uncle, no memory of who i was just my name.

Born of sea turns to sea form

Born of land bleeds and turns to sand

 I heard a voice whisper “who's there?” i asked looking around but I saw no one 

But cursed to be a part of the sea, doesn't break easily

Does Not remember anything 

Love can break the biggest spell

Can tame the curliest of beasts

“Who's there?” I asked again waiting for it to say something so I can follow its voice, but I hear nothing

Y/n’s POV:

It's half past midnight and yet no sign of Han  anywhere, maybe he got late or doesn't wanna come. I say to myself thinking of a proper excuse of why he didn't make it. I was kicking the water beneath me when I felt a pull on my feet. I glanced down to see the Siren boy… which almost gave me a heart attack.

“Can you not scare the shit out of me?” I said, he just laughed “you're my only source of entertainment” he said “what do you mean by only?” I ask but he ignores the question and stares at the thing I have in my hand “What's in your hand?” he asked “oh it's called ice cream its sweat here try it” he gives me a suspicious look but takes the treat from my hand, he takes a big bite and slowly chews it and swallows it.

“Wow you humans have a better taste in food then us, so this is how sweat tastes like” he said “well we have lots of seasonings here salty, spicy etc.” I say as he eats the ice cream completely “i wish you could taste them” I say “ I wish I could to” he says, my eyes were stuck on his tail “can I- can I touch your tail?” I ask he stops, eyes wide but then he looks at me “yeah” he says and slowly pulls me in the water, he takes my hand and submerge it under water where his tail is and slowly traces my hand over it, it was soft it had a beautiful red color, I wonder how it felt to have a tail and swim.

Han slowly lets me go and I panic “Hold on to me please.” I say and cling to him “I cant swim” I say he laughs at my reaction “you don't know how to swim? But you live near the ocean” he asks “nope and what does that have to do with anything”

“Okay I'm gonna put you back” he says holding my waist and lifting me up, he places me back on the rock. For a minute we stayed like that, my hands on his arms and his on my waist.

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“so you don't eat humans do you?” i asked “if we did you guys probably would have noticed” he said,

 “where do you live?” 

I asked i was basically asking him tons of questions since the past hour “in a cave” 

“Do sea monsters exist?”

“Not that I've seen any?”

“What's in the Bermuda triangle?”

“Do I look like I've been there?.... Enough with the weird human Questions it's my turn to ask” he laughs,

“Okay” I laugh,

 “do you have a family?” he asks “yeah my mother died when I was young, i have an older brother, and my father” he nods he had this curious and astonished look on his face and I didn't know why “what about friends”

“I also have friends a few” I said “what are their names?” he asked which i don't know why he wanted to know but i asked him a lot of weird questions and he answered so cant really complain, 

“Changbin, Chan, Felix, Seungmin, Hyunjin and Jeongin” I said he tilted his head in confusion “Why are they all men?” he asked I laughed 

“well they are my childhood friends and I was never popular with other kids or girls for a matter of fact, so they were basically my only friends” he nodded in response.

“I wish I was a human” he whispered 

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[Author here best if you listen to this song for a better experience]

~In Your Time - Lee Suhyun~

~Flashback~

“I wish I was a human” I whispered looking at my tail and the thing i just committed, she gives me a confused look “isn't it also nice to be a siren” she says slowly, but all i could focus was on the way her heart glowed, sirens can see human hearts, her heart was glowing a bit yellow and then green, yellow means happy or it could mean love too, green means confusion or jealousy and blue means sadness.

“I mean the sea is beautiful, and you must have other sirens who love you right?” she asked looking a bit unsure “sirens have no feelings, they're creatures without a heart, without family.. So no I was alone since the beginning” i said, her heart glowed blue, a darker shade of it, “I'm sorry” she said 

“Not your fault you don't need to apologize” I say, but she avoids my eyes and looks at her hands, i was just observing her, and up till now she was a cheerful and a curious human and… different, not that I meet a lot of humans but she gave of a weird comforting vibe.

“I want to ask you something?” I said it was something that's been disturbing me since the day I met her and saw her heart glow, she hums and looks at me “I-..” I was about to say it but i felt something watching us, I turned around to see something glowing

Uncle, I should have known he’ll follow me, I cursed under my breath “I have to go” I say and dive, i hear her calling me out but I need to get away from her, for her own good

~End Flashback~

“WHAT WERE YOU THINKING!” my uncle screamed at me, i kept my gaze down 

“SHE'S A HUMAN, WHY DIDN'T YOU KILL HER THE MOMENT YOU SAW HER?” he asked, but I said nothing “WHAT IF SHE KILLED YOU HUH?” he said shaking me, I snapped “BUT SHE DIDN'T” i said, i could see rage in his eyes growing and growing by every moment “IS THIS THE WAY YOU REPAY ME, OR DID YOU FORGET THAT I PROTECTED YOU, WHEN YOU DIDN'T KNOW ANYTHING” he said pushing me a little 

“Protect you my foot… all you did was tell me that you're my uncle other than that you never did anything, YOU LEFT ME TO BE EATEN BY SHARKS YOU DON'T REMEMBER THAT?” I asked, but he just stared at me “you have no right to tell me what to do or what not to do” i said 

“That's for me to decide” he said and with that he went in the cave 

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[twokinkybeans]

Oh! Oh! Oh! 1, 10, 13, 32 and 34 for the fic asks thingy? Sorry it's a lot, I'm just curious...

Oooh no, we’re so excited to answer these!! <3 Thank you so much for asking!

1. From one to five stars, how would you rate your writing? (No downplaying yourself!) Kim: I used to be very conscious about my writing, but while I know it’s not perfect, or as good as I’d love it to be; I’d definitely give my writing 4/5 stars now! Lien: Honestly??? Same. I definitely have periods where I do worse than I think I can, but honestly, the best way to judge your own writing is to leave it for a while and when you reread it and think “DAYUM WHO WROTE THIS” then I think you can say you’re a solid writer. So yeah 4/5 for me too.

10. What’s your favorite genre to write for? Kim: I gotta admit that I’m never sure if with genre they mean ‘tropes’ or ‘source material genre’ whoops! As for tropes, I love basically everything. Smut is definitely my number one in a more general sense, but yeah! I’ve also really loved any type of problematic type of character and/or ship. It’s just so much more fun to explore their reasoning/the things they’d do etc! In a ‘source material’ sense, definitely anything fantasy, sci-fi, young adult ^^ As long as there’s some form of drama I’m good. Lien: Mmm genres are difficult since, especially with fanfic, you kinda go by everything? I’ve written a few screenplays when I was still in film; a mystery detective- which is hard lol- and a drama piece about a trans girl wanting to become a prima ballerina. But yeah, personally I do actually prefer non-realistic fiction. Fantasy, etc.

13. First fandom you ever wrote for? Kim: Officially speaking: Justin Bieber (and a Dutch singer called Ralf Mackenbach). I must’ve been around 13 by that time? But I wrote fanfiction about a school play my teachers did when I was 9. Didn’t know it was fanfiction, I was just too intrigued by the story to simply let it be! Lien: Either… Twilight or Lord of the Rings, I’m unsure rn. Either way, that was when I was like, twelve. Nice and cringe <3

32. Summarize a random fic of yours in 10 words or less. Kim: Let’s do one that just makes it sound like a very very bad porn summary (which okay let’s be honest, it’s exactly that): “Rich man asks young boy to measure his cock” Lien: Oo yay! In film making it’s called a logline. If you cant explain a plot within one line it’s usually not… Great. Lol. Aight, here I go, with the counterpart of Kim’s fic: “Billionaire frequents club to buy time with a college student.”

34. Copy and paste an excerpt you’re particularly fond of. Kim: (Side note: THEY’RE DANCING, IT’S NOT SMUT (yet) XD) A rush of endorphins explodes in his mind, and with a surprised laugh, Peter drops his head backwards. He surrenders to the moment. Following the music. Following Tony’s hands that somehow have found their way around Peter’s waist- squeezing his lower back lightly. Peter’s eyes open themselves. Tony stares at him with such pride that Peter accidentally squeezes the boy’s hands a little too tight. “Look at you! You’re rockin’, Peter!” Peter’s heart skips a beat, and he moans quietly as desire builds deep inside of him. It almost hurts. How close he is. How he will forever cherish this memory.  Tony’s movements become more elaborate too. His hands wander lower, bordering inappropriate really. Peter can’t help but lean into the touch. Tony’s chest is now mere inches away from him. His hips rolling to the beat ever so sensually while his rough, low voice sings along to the lyrics freely.

Lien: He carefully places the crystal glass at the little tabletop behind it and kneels next to the chaise longue, sending Peter a goofy smile. “You’re so beautiful, my liege,” he takes hold of Peter’s hand, kissing the top of his knuckles gently. He scrapes his throat before he speaks again. “Your skin is sweeter than any wine I've let my tongue taste." Another kiss. "Your eyes are deeper than the darkest caves. Your voice, like a siren's song, urging me to touch your frail body with these rough hands." “Tony, sweetness…” Peter’s fingers trail over Tony’s chest, lingering just above the arc reactor. Tony takes a deep breath before he continues. "Such a benevolent God granting me this breathtaking sight to behold. Granting me permission to love you." “Always,” Peter whispers out of breath, his eyes shimmering. “I’ll always let you love me, Tony.”  "You are the sun in my life, waking me up every morning with your warm glow." Tony continues kissing up Peter’s arm. Gently licking the skin, tasting the sweet mango from the bath they just took. "You are the air I breathe, the ground my feet stand upon." The man reaches Peter’s collar bone, leaving a feathery kiss on top of it. "Your touch makes my skin burn with desire." He smothers Peter’s neck. "Your sweet words tickle my ears." Peter’s fighting the tears in his eyes. Tony is so sweet. Too sweet. This doesn’t sound forced or rehearsed. It’s not fake, for the sake of whatever they’re doing right now. What Tony says is real and true and Peter can feel it squeeze his heart. Peter’s hands move to hold Tony’s head, lifting him and forcing the man to look him in the eye. "I love you, Peter, I love you, I love you. Let it be known."

[catboy-steve]

big three kids headcanons

this is my 2nd time writing this since my computer is a bitch but i still want to bc these headcanons live in my head rent free 

anyways imagine if after the war the big three kids become like royalty as their parents accept them into their familys (kinda zeus is a bitch he j gives his kids more powers) and are gifted expanded powers and a higher place in the world like they’re considered prince and princes of the air/sea/dead/earth and so they get fun crowns and animals and weapons and like a avatar state type thing where their power expands tenfold and they become even more op with the whole glowing eyes thing aang gets yk and they get like crowns they can show at will and yea 

jason/thalia

- thalia doesnt get the same ranking simply because she already pulls rank as artemis’s lieutenant and so like she already has these powers 

- jason now has an eagle (the eagles name is brian bc jason doesnt understand pet names lets be real)

- he also gets a weapon from his father that is almost like the master bolt if you see it out of the corner of your eye it seems like jason is holding lightning but when you look at it head on its just a sword or a spear

- because he had so much time with lupa when he goes into his god state thing he grows fangs and claws

- i am a big fan of feral jason simply because of course he would be feral 

- jason seems to command more respect and has an aura of power at an even bigger degree

- when he goes into his god state his eyes glow bright blue like lightning and his voice kinda sounds like wind almost like he is becoming one with a storm

- he learns the langauge of the air and when he speaks it ,it sounds like the wind 

- he has greater control of wind spirits and they defer to him because he is a prince after all

- he doesnt show his crown that much but when he does its always to protect his loved ones and he wont hesitate to pull rank if he thinks it will help him 

- his crown is gold and looks like a circlet of lightning when he shows it he seems to become more princely

- again jason is feral and all romans seem to be a little bit feral because of their trials with lupa but he’s that to the extreme 

hazel and nico

- they represent their dads respective spheres of power

- nico gains an even greater control of the dead and shadow travel

- he also has hellfire black flames that seem almost cold 

- he gets a scepter to better control the dead also and his animal is a screech owl named  elmo bc he’s dumb

- his crown is made of stygian iron it seems to radiate darkness

- when he goes his god state his eyes glow silver and when he speaks it sounds like the earth shifting and his form becomes blurry as he is becoming more connect to the earth and the dead 

- both he and hazel learn the language of the dead and while hazel cant really summon the dead she can speak to them 

- hazel gains a greater control of the mist and is kinda scarily poweful

- none of them 7 are scared of her and they treat her like a little sister

- she gains a greater control of metal and can even manipulate her enemies weapons and she can manipulate earth almost like an earthbender

- she gets a serpent and names the serpent lucifer bc she’s an edgy 13 year old

- she gets a sword she can manipulate at will (even easier the other metals) and it changes shape as she fights 

- her crown is made of opal and seems to shift if you look to closely

- her god state makes her eyes glow gold (he eyes are normally brown cuz fuck u rick) and her voice sounds becomes more ethereal and sounds like rocks scraping like she is becoming the earth and the mist 

- she gains a room in plutos palace like nico

- both of them don’t hesitate to pull rank as royalty if necessary 

percy 

- as the only known child of poseidon and also his dad’s favorite so he gets even more special treatment then hazel and nico

- he learns to use a trident and is just as much a natural at that as he is with a sword it helps him form hurricanes and cause even bigger earthquakes

- he now can cause earthquakes at will 

- percy already has a bunch of pets but his dad gifts him two more a shark named taco (bc percy has a dumb sense of humor) and a bull named oreo ( he really likes food ok)

- he learns the laungauge of the sea and can easier communicate with naiads, nymphs, nereids,other royalty, and even oceanus who only speaks the langauge of the sea

- he can transform into a merman :)

- he can use siren songs much like pipers charmspeak and his voice is  ethereal and kinda scary when he sings but beautiful

- his power over water increases even more so like homie is super powerful

- he gets a room in his dads palace and even starts to get along with triton and  amphitrite

- his crown is silver and is shaped like waves it 

- while in his god state his eyes glow a deep green and his voice sounds like waves crashing onto shore

- his powers are crazy man

- he really hesitates to pull rank but will if absolutely necessary 

all the new campers are really intimidated by the big three kids in both camps but the seven and old campers literally don’t care they’ll be grumpy and instead of being intimidated one of the seven will be like go take a nap homie and its kinda funny 

if anyone wants to write an actual story about this pls send it to me im a sucker for stupidly powerful characters

[katewaliss]

1x1 plot list!

hello girls, gays and theys! my name is crissy, i’m 21, go by she/her pronouns and live in the PST timezone. i am celebrating bullshitting my way through my junior year with ( copious amounts of tequila but also ) make a list of 1x1 ideas / plot bunnies because i need something to do during this Borentine and what better way to spend it then making myself cry with ships! 

i primarily send really long keysmash head cannons through discord and the ims, but i am also down to do replies ( on tumblr or discord ) and ask memes are my most favorite. i am introverted af but very excited abt ships so i really like having rp partners who like want to stay up all night and write and scream with me, so if that sounds like u, come thru! 

if u like any of these please don’t hesitate to shoot me an im! 

also my discord is daddy devito#2918 ( & yes, i do hate myself  )

were starting with mermaids bc i love mermaids

ALSO YES I LIKE OPPOSITE PLOTS DONT @@@@@ ME!!!!!

ALSO ALL OF THESE PLOTS CAN BE GAY! BE GAY DO CRIMES!

i’ve always kind of wanted one based loosely on these pictures x, x, x. im thinking ponyo meets enchanted meets h20 little mermaid AF realness! like maybe hes this lil regular boy high school college student taking pictures and stuff and sees this girl wash up on the shore looking very confused. so he helps her and you know, shes a little hysterical and cant walk very well, takes her into his apartment puts a towel over here bc she like keeps talking abt how shes a mermaid and hes like oh my god shes crazy ahh. she keeps saying her dad is king of the ocean and hes like???? do u have a last name? and the police dont know anything abt her she has no file, no id, no finger print in the database? 

basically the mermaid is staying w the college student in his apartment and he like teaches her what the microwave and the tv is and its very soft  they fall in luv maybe drama he has a girl friend who sucks a lot who is angry abt mermaid girl idk maybe the government realizes and tries to steal her! fun THAT FIRST PIC? MAYBE HE SAVED HER WHEN HE WAS A KID ONCE FROM DROWNING!!! AHHH

alternatively i found these pictures were are in the same vein very aquamarine x, x, x, lifeguard off duty surfing and he gets stuck in a gnarly wave and almost drowns but this mermaid saves his life! and he comes to see her a lot on the beach and they hang out and fall in love he teaches her how to speak english shows her his phone!!! MAYBE THE GOVERNMENT IS ALSO POACHING HER WE LOVE DRAMA

ok last mermaid plot? BUT ITS A SIREN PLOT!!!!!!! these sirens/a siren wipes out this sailors entire ship with the sirens song they all get drowned/eaten .... but plot twist! this one sailor homie lives bc he is DEAF and therefore IMMUNE TO THE SIREN SONG!! so this siren keeps tryna sing at him and its not working and u know they fall in love good stuff MORE POACHES MORE PIRATES MORE GOVERNMENT TRYNA KILL THE AQUATIC AMERICAN BC I LOVE SUFFERING modern or maybe set back in the day???? spicy

anthour or a sculptor that writes a book w a main character or makes a statue and it comes to life and has no perception of human stuff and is like a big alien

also literally all of these plots can be made gay as the flyest bi i ENCOURAGE it!!!! i will play either character in any of them pls tell me which one u like if u like one

pls the clown clown valedictorian plot

ok speaking of giving the gays everything they want

damn i just want a cheesy wlw 1x1 plot where the first girl is a famous celebrity hella spoiled very purse dog paris hilton type and her fancy convertible sports car breaks down smack dab in a small ass hick nowheresville town and this flannel wearing mannerless tomboy mechanic comes to fix her car but rich girl is stuck in town a few days while they order the part she needs for her car bc it’s a small town they don’t have it and they get closer and the celebrity girl is humbled by the town and learns a lot abt the world and herself just ,, good times LISTEN!!!! zendaya and kristine froseth ???? SPICY

ok maybe a period piece lady knight / princess plot where she was personally assignment to the princess but maybe its a whole mulan thing where no one knows the night is a girl and is posing as a man bc women were allowed to be knights and the princess is betrothed to some loser prince once again ill play either

princess body guard plots always smack

ok princess protection program BUT GET THIS instead of that its my boy dmitri who is the heir to the russian throne or some made up european country but theres an assasination attempt so hes told he has to go into witness protection. and this dude or girls dad is head of cia/fbi and dmitri has to pose as a foreign exchange student at y/ns college and be shown around/baby sat by them. they hate eachother. probably bc dmitri is obnoxious and entitled and sleeps w everyone. he was a matthew daddario fc but not that necessary!

cheerleaders on opposite squads who got the sexual tension!!!!

plot based off hollywood the netflix limited series where its 1940s-1950s hollywood and maybe actors falling in love, an actor and a director? OR omg even better an actor falling in love with some sort of stage crew, lighting, camera person............SPICY! 

a beauty / makeup youtube influencer and a pranking rant gaming sort of youtuber and they have to collab and hate it points if its gay

that cliche plot where ur friends older brother is hot

ok kstew / naomi scott .....that is such.....a wave

UGLY BETTY PLOT BITCH!!!!!! REVERSE THE ROLES OR MAKE IT GAY

i saw this gifset of margo robbie and michael b jordan talking abt how they are eachothers celebrity crush and it got my brain turning 

a very whimsical hopeless romantic artist who finds a muse in a no nonsense american college student studying law studying abroad

PERCY JACKSON BITCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THE HUNGER GAMES BITCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

business man/prodigal son who falls in love with a stripper/escort

harry potter......next gen................please.............scorose............but like can i play ravenclaw soft boy nothing like draco scorpio BUT ALSO ALL THE HP i also really like ocs also BEAUXBATONS DRUMSTRANG ( if anyone wants to help me w a not hogwarts but other wizarding school rp let me know )

not to b cliche but uh....pastors son bad boy plot yes!

alternatively bad girl good boy/girl plot yes! ( can i pls play bad girl seulgi its Dire )

horror until dawn stuff

soul eater? death note? OURAN HIGH SCHOOL HOST CLUB BITCH!!!! ANIME!

the epically cliche popular person failing math and is gonna get kicked off cheer gets tutored by biggest loser in school and only agrees to tutor her in math if she teaches them how to be cool to impress crush (popular persons friend) and they do that, they start to bond, she gives nerd a makeover the whole school falls in love with them and the popular girls real jealous and wHEw

a disgruntled detective whos wife cheated on him with his partner and he drinks everyday (also could b a lady) throws himself into work and this waitress at the diner he works at who is the opposite of him and very sunshiney

OKAY HANNIBAL but like the hannibal is a lady!

superhero x villian plot! spicy maybe theyre exes! or they went to the same super power school? 

SPEAKING OF SUPERHEROS I WANT A MIRACULOUS LADYBUG PLOT RIGHT FUCKING NOW SOMEONE PLAY CHOU TZUYU AS MARINETTE!!!!!!!!!

also every disney plot!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i think this will get added to but for now this is the gist HIT ME THE FUCK UP!!!!!!!!!!

[wonhowonhae]

𝕥𝕒𝕘 𝕘𝕒𝕞𝕖

Tagged by @selcouth-wanderer! Thanks for tagging me 

nickname: dont have any cause my name is already short lol (alia)

gender: Female

zodiac: Sagittarius

height: 5'3 // 160 cm

age: 22

time: 10:07

Favorite bands/solo artists: honestly there's just way too many (both in and outside of kpop)...but I obviously really love mx🖤🖤

Song stuck in your head: Who I Am by Memphis May Fire

Last movie l saw: FernGully (I was having a really bad day and needed to feel better and it's one of my fav childhood movies)

Last thing I googled: "when was MTV started"

Other blogs: n/a

Do I get asks: nope lol

Why I chose my username: when mx did their cover of Mirotic by TVXQ the name just kinda popped in my head & I thought it sounded nice

Following: 273

Average amount of sleep: usually between 4-6 hours unless I'm sick

Lucky number: 3

What I'm wearing: pajama shorts & a tank top bc it's hot as hell in Cali

Dream job: honestly I still dont know...i was in school for psychology but that's really not working out for me so I think I'll go into nursing 🤷‍♀️ I just wanna help people but I’m not sure how

Dream trip: Ireland or Australia

Favorite food: My grandmother's home cooked korean food, it's so yummy and comforting

Play any instruments: no, but there so many I want to learn 

Favorite song: my top three cause i cant choose

Destroyer by Monsta X

Tomorrow by BTS

If I'm James Dean, You're Audrey Hepburn by Sleeping with Sirens

Played any sports: volleyball & soccer 

Hair colour: dark brown

Eye color: brown

Languages you speak/are learning:

Native: English

Being half Korean and half Mexican I know a decent amount of both languages but I'm not fluent in either lol

I tag @suhnnyjohnny, @monstaxdirtywonk, and anyone else who sees this and wants to do it 

[omgsuperstarg]

My little Songbird Part 2

Fandom: American Horror Story

Pairing: Michael Langdon x Reader

Author’s note: Yea Family I’m back for part 2!!!!!!!!!! I’m glad that the first one was received so well being it was my first attempt on the character and fandom so I hope the first continues to get a lot of love and you love the second one just as much as the first, besides you still have to marry the prince of darkness lol. So the CO-OP finally reveals himself to you , lets see what transpires...

Taglist: @queencocoakimmie @lovelykhaleesiii my two girls who welcome me to the dark side with open arms

PICKING RIGHT UP WHERE WE LEFT OFF

Y/N’s POV

“Hello.......My Songbird”, the alluring voice said.

I never turned around that fast to see the face that belongs to the voice and with first impressions he was interstellar. I didn’t know how to describe him, flawless skin as if carved from the GODS above. Deep ocean pools that I could drown in were called eyes, surrounded by some red eye shadow that makes his eyes more defined and dramatic and strawberry blonde hair that frames his face perfectly. In Short he was is ethereal and his choice of fashion made it more so. They always said that the DEVIL was once an ANGEL and GODs favourite. Keeping my guard up was of most importance, he was sin Incarnate and I refuse to fall into his perverse game. 

Suddenly a feeling just started to ripple through my skin almost as if his aura was calling to me but in the form of a song. A song starts to play in my head, its almost like a gift or blessing.

“Im glad to see my gifts have reached you, you turned out to be more than what My Father described. A light made to guide me and a goddess destined to be by my side TO WORSHIP and LOVE. Most of all, a clay to mould into my perfect image, oh how Im itching to corrupt you. “ He says his smirk/smile never leaving his face.

“ WHO ARE YOU AND WHY AM I HERE!!!!!! STOP WITH YOUR LITTLE MIND GAMES!!!” , I say in anger as if my feathers are ruffling and claws out ready to dig his eyes out. 

“Very Straight forward I see My songbird but you can retract your claws their is no need for either one of us to be hurt. I am Michael Langdon, my love and as stated in the letter I am the fortold.......death itself...... THE ANTICHRIST and you have been destined by MY FATHER, SATAN HIMSELF to be be my Soulmate...my light in the darkness that is ME. THE QUEEN OF MY NEW WORLD.......MY SONGBIRD” , Michael recites as if he’s quoting Shakespeare himself.

“ Your QUEEN..........GODDESS?!?! Please Sir, their must be some mistake!! I’m not the one you’ve been waiting for your father made a mistake. I have nothing special about me. I’m as plain jane as they come, so your waisting your time.” , I respond with just as much emotion.

“Oh Darling, my innocent little thing. That’s where your wrong. So let me ask you this. WHAT HAPPENS WHEN.......................you sing” Michael asks curiously.

I think back to all the times I sang, people flocked around me to listen. It was almost like mind control. Flashbacks seem to cover me like a tsunami where my parents saying my singing was a gift and that HE would come after me. Being so wrapped up in my memories i didnt noticed he was already sitting observing my body language.

“Exactly kitten....Your voice is a Siren Song only factor is that individuals don’t die from it. Along with that, you can read an individuals aura as a song you sing. I wonder what song ill be. FLY TO ME LITTLE BIRD, SING YOUR SONG FOR YOU MASTER.” , Michael speaks causing me to go in a trance

(These are the songs that you see in Michael’s Aura)

MICHAEL’S POV ( YEA NOW ITS HIS TURN)

My Love, My QUEEN..........................My Songbird!

She was everything HE pictured!!!!! Innocent, almost angelic even. Fierce when it comes to protecting herself and the ones she loves. Shes all mine the only kind hearted soul on this pathetic piece of rock. Her gift will make me more powerful. Ill cant wait to corrupt her in every sense of the word, although I would love to keep her as the innocent bird she is but a little darkness never hurt anyone.

Since Ms. Mead told me of my destiny, I’ve done nothing but try to fullfil my father’s will but he says i would need one more thing...A bride. He has communicated with me in my dreams many times and he said will give me someone truly worthy. A virgin spirit with the gift and voice of an Angel. The one to be my light in my eternal darkness. THE ONE TO BE MY BRIDE.

I REMEMBER WHEN I FIRST SAW HER...........

We were in high school at the time. She was everything that the people wanted.  A smile graced her lips, luminous as the sun itself. 

Heart as kind as a mother 

A voice that rivaI the ANGELS themselves. 

A goddess sent to plague my soul because they knew i could never have,

I was entranced and enraptured by her .

I knew in my heart and whatever soul I had left that she was destined to be mine and I will have her and with my MY FATHER’s help ill see the world burned to the ground and begin anew. Her power and mine will be unparallel and the world will be as we see fit.

Shes going to need me as much as I need HER

Alas I’ll have to wait until she wakes up,  for now my bird returns to her cage where she can never escape.For we have a wedding......well I have a Wedding to plan. Then our new WORLD can begin.............

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Prompt #4: Saving Time

Evening had settled over the Twelveswood, and the night birds and insects had all begun their song. The young hunter had been lost for longer than he’d care to admit and turned on the spot, huffing as he looked over the past he was sure he had walked thirty times that day. Agitated, he shifted his quiver over his shoulder and tried to find any sort of landmark that would reveal to him that he was, indeed, walking in circles. Still, so much of the forest looked so similar even to more seasoned hunters, and it didn’t help with the sun beginning to set. 

 “Follow the damned river,” he grumbled to himself, echoing the lessons of his mentor as the Elezen canted his head to try and catch the sound of a babbling brook. There it was-- west. Off he went on his quest to find the body of water that would surely lead him out of this forest of twist and turns. He’d grown up hunting here. Why could he suddenly no longer find his way out on his own? 

 “You know what they say about venturing too far into the Twelveswood... You’ll be consumed by it if you aren’t careful.”

 “No one knows what kind of magicks lay within the deepest parts of the forest!”

 “Beware the white haired siren, singing by moonlight and brushing her hair with a comb of bones...” 

 The boy shuddered off the warnings he always heard around Buscarron’s Druthers and soldiered on, grateful for any sign of something other than trees, bushes, and wide-eyed birds that seemed to nearly glare at him for daring to encroach upon their peaceful territory. The closer he ventured to the water, though, the thicker the mist seemed to grow, and he was beginning to contemplate turning back when he heard it... rather, her. 

 The voice was sweet, dazzlingly beautiful, as it carried over the breeze. He had never heard something so lovely in all his days and, before he knew it, his feet were bringing him towards the source. All the warnings of a white-haired siren had left his mind at the first note of her song, and he had picked up into a jog, eyes wide and heart pounding. He came to a halt when he saw her and crouched behind a tree, holding his breath. 

 A maiden with hair of purest white sat upon a rock by the water, leaning over it with a washboard and scrubbing a garment upon it. The girl was radiant, ethereal in her beauty, with apples in her cheeks and fair skin. She sang as she worked, graceful even in the appearance of labor. Pointed ears poked out from beneath sheets of silken tresses, and she was smiling, watching the forest’s edge from across the river as a doe maid her way to the water. She dipped her head to the maiden - or, rather, to drink - clearly comfortable with the girl’s presence there. Her song carried on, soft but all encapsulating. 

 The Elezen man still held his breath as he shifted to get closer, but the cracking of a branch beneath his boot betrayed his position. The doe lifted her head, ears turned forward, before turning and bounding back to where she had come from. The girl, too, ceased her song and turned her head curiously towards the source of the sound. The man’s lips parted in shock, unable to tear his gaze from hers of deepest, purest blue. Long lashes kissed her cheeks as she blinked, and slowly, she pulled her garments from the river and placed them over the edge of a metal bucket as she began to shrink back.

 “N-No!” he exclaimed, more loudly than intended, only making her retreat more quickly. “No... I’m sorry. Don’t go... please. I was only listening to your song.” 

 “I’m not to speak to strangers,” she said, watching him warily as she continued to shrink back. She was donned in white, too, in lace with long and floating sleeves that brushed against her slender wrists. The maiden was less waif like than anticipated, though short for an Elezen. She had been blessed with the curves of a woman, shapely and comely as a creature can be. There was no wondering why anyone had thought her to be an otherworldly creature, with lips like roses and the face of something born from Hydaelyn herself in all of its beauty, even seeming to glow a silvery sheen in the moonlight. 

 How much would I be paid to bring this girl back to the people of Gridania? Or even her hair? Surely... Surely the sum wouldn’t be small. The white siren... If I could bring her back, I would be rewarded, wouldn’t I?

 “You’re the one, aren’t you?” the man asked hurriedly, before the girl could disappear. “The one they spread all of those rumors about. M-My name is Henry! Henry. I mean you no harm, miss. You’re... You’re just a girl, aren’t you? Not some... fae creature, or something like that?”

 Her brows knitted as she looked at him.

 “No,” she replied quietly, though she had stopped trying to move away. 

 “No,” he repeated, smiling and nodding his head. “Just a girl. Those rumors are silly, aren’t they? Don’t you wish they’d stop spreading such nonsense about you? I’m sure... I’m sure it must be lonely, if you have to leave as soon as a stranger pops up. How’s a person supposed to make friends that way? What’s your real name?” 

 Juliette watched this man called Henry, watched his open demeanor and smile and his calloused hand that he was stretching out after removing a leather glove. When she didn’t reach out to meet it, he withdrew it and laughed a little bashfully, rubbing the back of his neck. He was handsome, with hair the hue of a chestnut and eyes to match. His skin was tanned, and though his smile was crooked it was altogether charming. In truth, she hadn’t seen many young men, and was very conscious of the blush creeping into her cheeks. He looked like a prince from one of her storybooks when she was a child. A scar ran over his lip, and another over was developing across his eyebrow, and she frowned, slowly moving closer to him.

 He watched her delicate hand reach out towards his eyebrow, trembling fingers touching the wound that he’d all but forgotten about. Her fingers were warm, and he inhaled deeply now that she was closer. The girl smelled of the forest, of fresh air and wildflowers and honey, like she’d been born from the earth. And, judging by the way she was so ready to reach out for a stranger’s face, she really hadn’t been around people very much.

 “What happened?” she asked, voice filled with more genuine concern over one scrape across his eyebrow than he’d received for blood gushing from his torso. Chapped lips parted, and he blinked at her before smiling faintly, reaching up to take her hand and gently hold it in his as he moved it from his face. 

 “Just a little scrape after falling from a wagon. Nothing terrible,” he assured her, surprised at the gentleness in his own voice. She was a creature that called for gentleness, consciously or not. There was a sweet innocence in her expression, a kindness in her eyes that could not be faked, no matter how anyone might try. 

 “Juliette!” a voice boomed, and she startled, drawing back quickly from the man and scrambling towards the laundry basket she’d been filling with damp clothes.

 “Juliette?” Henry repeated, eyes flashing back up to meet the maiden’s. “Your name is Juliette?” 

 “Yes,” she answered hastily. “I’m sorry, I have to go now--”

 “Wait!” the man called out, scrambling to his feet. “Wait-- can I see you again?”

 She swirled around to look at him with big eyes, and after just a moment of considering him, she smiled a smile that could have started and ended a hundred wars. In fact, the whole world seemed to slow before coming to a stop. The only two in the whole forest that were moving, breathing, existing in that moment were the white-haired maiden and the hunter, and his eyes widened when he became aware of it. The wind that had been blowing her hair had stopped, as had the rustle of the leaves. Everything was silent, the brook frozen in time and no longer babbling. Owls in mid-flight were stuck in the sky overhead, and a firefly that had been zipping past was now directly in front of Henry’s face, simply... existing there. 

 “I’m saving you some time,” Juliette said, bringing Henry back to... whatever reality he was in. “Hurry and go, now, before Uncle sees you. And to see me again... just follow this brook again, just like you did. At the same day, at the same hour next week.”

 “Has the world... frozen?” he stammered, slowly reaching out to touch the firefly -- but it was gone, flying off. With a gasp, the whole world started to move again, and he heard a sweet peal of laughter as his head turned to watch the white-haired maiden running off in a direction his shocked eyes could not quite discern, following the voice of the man calling for her.

 Is she a fae after all?