#piece of your heart

[ttm-rayllum-baby-au]

now or never

chapter 7: horns

the piece of your heart prequel

Rayla doesn’t want to think about the nightmares...and Callum’s just the distraction she needs for their two weeks at the Moon Nexus.

chapter 7 of 17

word count: 3.5k

"I figure I already pretty much know what to do up here?” he says, pressing another brief, chaste kiss to her lips. “So, it’s probably a good starting—mmph!” She pulls him by the shoulders closer, and kisses him again, more harshly—and less chastely—this time. He surfaces, looking hazy and heated again— “Care to show me more of what you know?”

Read Ch. 7 on AO3!

Catch up on the fic this prequel leads to... piece of your heart on AO3!

[one-a-n-d-lonely]

give  me your misery? all of it, give it to me?? i can hold onto it for you, it's not a problem??? just want your energy???? a piece of that fractured mountain????? i'll take whatever comes with it as long as it's yours??????

[somethingsgottasaveyou]

Mayday Parade // Piece Of Your Heart

Munich 26.01.24

[my-chaos-radio]

Release: February 1, 2019

Lyrics:

Show me a piece of your heart, a piece of your love

I'm calling you up to getting down, down, down

The way that we touch is never enough

I'm turning you up to getting down, down

Show me a piece of your heart, a piece of your love

I'm calling you up to getting down, down, down

The way that we touch is never enough

I'm turning you up to getting down, down, down

What? Sorry, just quickly

What if it's da, da, da, uh, uh

Da, da, da, uh, uh

Down, down, down

Uh, da, da, da, uh, uh

Da, da, da, uh, uh

Da, da, da, uh, uh

Da, da, da

Uh, da, da, da, uh, uh

Da, da, da, uh, uh

Da, da, da, uh, uh

Down, down, down

Show me a piece of you, show me a part of you

I'll be what you want

And if it's physical, keep it subliminal

Show me what you want

Show me a piece of you, show me a part of you

I'll be what you want

And if it's physical, keep it subliminal

Show me what you want

Show me a piece of your heart, a piece of your love

I'm calling you up to getting down, down, down

The way that we touch is never enough

I'm turning you up to getting down, down, down

Da, da, da, uh, uh

Da, da, da, uh, uh

Da, da, da, uh, uh

Down, down, down

Uh, da, da, da, uh, uh

Da, da, da, uh, uh

Da, da, da, uh, uh

Da, da, da

Uh, da, da, da, uh, uh

Da, da, da, uh, uh

Da, da, da, uh, uh

Down, down, down

Songwriter:

Show me a piece of you, show me a part of you

I'll be what you want

And if it's physical, keep it subliminal

Show me what you want

Connor Manning / Joshua Grimmett / Luca De Gregorio / Mattia Vitale / Nathan Cross / Simone Giani

SongFacts:

👉📖

Homepage:

Meduza

[ttm-rayllum-baby-au]

Pease write fanfic of our fanfic. We already mentally created AUs of the AU, we're obsessed

u ever read a fanfic so good that you want. fanfic of the fanfic

[ariart0]

For the rest of our lives <3

[naturecalls111]

me n my vamp bf

[doraingrid]

A study of J. C. Leyendecker's "Man and Woman Dancing"

A little art collab with @snarkspawn because if we shared that braincell once on accident, we might as well do it again but this time planned! Check her version with lovely Nazeeh here~

Closeups under the cut ✨

[wepashi22]

i love biology

[ttm-rayllum-baby-au]

ttm baby au -- wip wednesday! -- piece of your heart

Oh, you all thought timeskip Rayla suffering all by her lonesome would be bad? Well, we know just how to make it worse! Hi Nyx! Follow us here for more updates leading up to our fic release in august!

[anbaisai]

Love languages

Happy Valentine's Day! ❤

[lots-o-doodles]

Joyboy 🌞

[attyrocious]

op / inktober day 6: golden

happy birthday, Law! coordinate your gifts next year

okay i sketched this out last night, paused because, 'oh shit hold on am i lore timeline accurate??' and then loaded up the Law novel and finished reading overnight first

[canisalbus]

May I offer a little drawing of your dogs?

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[hai7ani]

a final piece to tachibana / link to previous

Haitani Rindou, Me and My Husband

Haitani Rindou is 28, an ex-felon, and he has no idea what the other guys his age do, other than stare at a wall and wank all day like the idiot from his cell does. He's tried so hard fantasising, and yet he still can't imagine a life of actually having consistent daily, weekly routines. When he's out and he witnesses the rush of modern day Tokyo where everyone's constantly in a hurry to get to somewhere, he can't help but question just where in the world are they going, and what in the hell are they rushing to do. Work? Are they that devoted to their job? Meeting a friend? Are they really that important?

He's spent the last 8 years of his life stirring soup and boiling rice in a kitchen that earns him about ¥500 per month, sweep fallen leaves during autumn while witnessing fights break out between inmates at the yard, and work out in the mini gym of a prison.

Now that he's out and he's staying with you at your place out of your own wallet where you've also bought him a phone with a functioning sim card, some warmer clothes to wear and laze around in, and pay for all the things in the house despite him having a job as well that pays more than what he's used to earn, he feels awfully bad. He stares at the digits in his bank account as he rubs at his nape.

For the first time in his life, Haitani Rindou has no clue what to do with himself.

You work a nice paying job in corporate 一 a result of your endless hard work, a desperate yet successful attempt to break free from your past 一 and at night he refills the vending machines that you and your co-workers empty during the day.

He's aware that the current gap between the two of you is big 一 it's extreme. He hates that he isn't able to provide more for the two of you at home other than doing simple laundry or sweeping the floor while you're away at work. He knows how to cook a little (simple recipes that the inmates eat daily, but he knows you won't like the food, because you weren't an inmate), but not full-on meals that you usually make and leave in the warmer for him when he finally gets home to eat.

He thinks about who he was before his time in prison and he doesn't recognise that boy anymore. An extremely outgoing party boy who rebels, fights and drifts when the sun is down, and an ex-felon who works about 4 hours per night refilling vending machines that people like his past-self vandalise and abuse just for the fun of it 一 those are 2 different people living 2 different lives, from 2 different universes.

Tonight, when the moon is up and he's got you in his arms 一 all warm and tucked in while you snore in his ear 一 he thinks about just what can he do for you to make you happier. He's aware he won't be able to provide much financially 一 not right now at least, and he's not a great communicator as well. He isn't confident he can always get his point across without having it sound like he means an entirely different thing. He has spent more time away from you than with you, after all.

And he hates to say it because he thinks he's in no position to do so, but the two of you are a bit complicated. You're childhood sweethearts who come from the same hometown and grew up together, he's the one who committed a crime, got sent in, and you were left yearning for him on the outside. He's the one who's made love to you before, and it is also his fault that the two of you are like this right now. You're kissy and touchy, he sleeps shirtless and you sleep in just panties, but you don't have a label to your relationship. He doesn't see you as a friend 一 he sees you as his world, but if he were to introduce you to another person, does he call you his friend?

He doesn't know how to make it better, but you always seem to make it feel like everything's alright when you'd knock on the bathroom door and offer to help him shave or give his hair a trim. He thinks the two of you are doing fine, but then his mind shifts to the therapist note you'd obviously accidentally left sitting on the dining table one morning and his heart aches.

You haven't been doing well lately. Recently. Frequently. For many, many years, you haven't been okay. He wonders if you have always smiled this often around other people 一 when he was still in prison, or before you were able to see each other again after years of lost contact 一 because you're always grinning ear to ear when you'd cling onto him in bed or straddle him on the couch while plucking his eyebrows as he hisses in pain.

But when you shift a little in bed and snuggle your nose deeper into his neck and sigh, the tightening in his chest softens a little. Your alarm's going to ring in about 5 minutes and he switches it off before it can. He spends the rest of your time rubbing your back, waking you up gently as he gives you some time to adjust to opening your eyes. He hates that you always seem to jolt awake when the alarm rings, as if it scares you a lot. It's almost the same reaction he's seen in you when you were younger and would hide against a raised fist. He doesn't want you to feel like that anymore. He went away for this exact reason and all he wants to do is to hide you away from fear.

And as you stare up at him, eyes half-lidded and cloudy, it's as if the colour of your irises are hypnotising him with words 一 whispering it in his ear as they ask, "do you still not see it?"

He does. He sees it now.

All the doubts and worries in his head swiftly vanishes and it all makes sense now 一 why you still choose to be with him despite everything that's happened to your lives, why you still seem to care so much for him.

The love in your eyes evident, as you smile softly while the sun slowly rises above the horizon, and he settles.

You love him just as much as he loves you.

All you've ever needed was him. Just him. Your Rindou.

He's got nothing else to worry about now 一 he's got the world in his arms. Even if it'll take him years to adjust to his new life, he'll be doing it with you.

Perhaps today he'll take the time to bake you your all-time favourite chocolate chip muffins 一 he'll run to the store to get the ingredients and maybe pass by the jeweller, browsing.

He wonders if the numbers in his bank account would be enough to buy him a ring, but he'll have to get the size of your finger first, right?

tachibana's tldr (TW!): you and rin were childhood friends, you were abused growing up, rindou killed your abuser and went to jail for it but you never found out until ran told you so you think he's been mia all this while when he's actually in jail

tachibana is officially discontinued, but i didn't want to leave it hanging because i cherish the story a lot (it just wasn't well-planned), so here's a final piece to wrap up the story 🤍

[shurohigi]

a collection of memories