#they lived happily ever after forever

[briar-moth-lover]

Daydreaming about the wifey~

HAPPY 100 DAYS @daily-vitamin-vbs!!!

[seliasvault]

Comforting the Lieutenant

Simons been waking up every night. Jolted with a heart rate high enough to give him a heart attack for the past week, and it’s your fault.

Last week, on a high-stakes mission, you’d left cover to hit the enemy. You’d succeeded, of course, putting a bullet through every one of the soldiers in the window, but you’d disobeyed a direct order. If Simon hadn’t been so caught off guard, he would have wrung your neck right after you landed. Did you have a death wish?

Instead, he kept it in, shell-shocked with dreams of cradling your dead body, begging you to hold on. Even after his choppy slumber, there’s no respite, the image of your bloody body, holes through your chest burn his retinas, enough to drive any man insane.

And so he finds himself, after a particularly gruesome nightmare, at your door. It’s barely dawn, but he needs to see your face, feel the blood pumping through your veins. He knocks, loud, loud enough to startle you awake.

Walking to the door, stumbling slightly from sleep, you open it, hands rubbing at your eyes as you try to pry them open. Leaned against the door, to your shock is your Lieutenant.

“Lieutenant? It’s-“ You glance your head to the alarm clock that sits next to your bedside.

“It’s four in the morning,” you whine out, confused. You think he was trying to get you on your feet earlier for training.

While you appreciate every moment spent with him, and practically swoon whenever he’s near you, being woken up had the effect to wipe your silly crush out of the picture.

What your met with however are Simons wide eyes, still waking from his nightmare. His hair is tousled, messy from running his hand through it. Mask missing from his face. And while you’ve seen his face before, you’ve never seen it like this.

There’s something else, though. His chest is heaving and his breath is heavy, labored even.

With no response your sleepy brain takes him in, finally catching up he’s in his own pajamas, with a sleeveless shirt. That part surprises you, you’ve never seen him in anything casual.

“Are you okay?” You lean toward him, brows furrowed almost ready to catch him lest he fall. And he looks like he might.

His chest keeps rising, concern now blossoming within you. You take a full step forward, placing you hand on his chest, his heart rate hammering under your fingers.

“Hey, I-it’s okay-“ You move your other hand to rest on his bare shoulder, you’ve learned contact is the best way to steady someone.

“Lt I’m here with you, it’s alright, can you breathe with me?”

Simon had never been this vulnerable in front of someone, especially you. But you’re alive standing in front of him. He can feel the warmth of your skin seeping into his being. But he can’t help his thinking, the trail leading to everyone he’s lost. Can’t help the way his brain spirals, the way his post-nightmare fatigue has got him in a full blown panic.

Your soft voice pierces through the fog, like a beacon of light. He tries to focus, he tries to pull his head out of the water he's under.

With no other idea's you fall upon your only option.

“Simon.” You say for the first time, applying pressure to the hand on his chest, hoping to ground him.

“Simon, can you hear me?” You’ve never said his name before, only ever Lieutenant, Lt or some other lame nickname you and Soap come up with on the field. So you try it, hoping it doesn’t sound out of place, hoping you’d snap him out of wherever he was in his mind. You were familiar with the feeling.

The sound of his name ringing in his ears caught his attention. You’d never said it before, hell it had been a long time since anyone had. His breathing was starting to level out, the weight of your hand on his chest pulling him back to the ground from the ether.

His hand clasping your wrist, finger finding your pulse. Slowing his heart, now beating in tandem with yours.

You feel it, feel the sway of his chest slow, the thumps of his heart lessen.

You never in a million years imagined being in this position, your stoic shielded Lieutenant. Vulnerable in front of you.

“Are you okay? What happened?” You try after a beat, hoping he’s recovered enough to give you an answer.

His brain sobered, he felt out of place. But he didn’t want to let go of your wrist, he didn’t want your hand to leave his chest.

He didn’t know how to explain it, tell you that the fear of losing you had him so torn, ripped to shreds at every waking moment. It followed him in his slumber. So he went with the simplest answer.

“Nightmare.” He said softly, finally responding.

“You want to talk about it?” It was a far shot, knowing your Lieutenant. But you gave him the option anyway.

He mulled it over, he could tell you, but he felt perfectly content basking in your warmth.

He let out a breath, eyes darting to your lips, the cascading light from the hallway illuminating your face in the dark.

He yearned to pull you close, kiss you until you were engraved in his brain, promised to be alive and safe. He wanted to be selfish.

He wanted so many things but most of all, he wanted you.

And so he gave in, lips crashing into yours. He let himself be selfish, for once. Memorizing every detail, from the way you kissed back to the movements you made.

You felt tangible.

And although you’d never imagined your little crush on the Lieutenant to get you here, it wasn’t unwelcome.

[brighter-star]

Meet Kaede Honoko, an oc of mine from a dnd campaign primarily based on Madoka Magica who sold her soul to become a magical girl after a housefire killed her cat

[koral-primrose]

Kacchako is love. Kacchako is air. Kacchako is life.

live laugh love kacchako

[dollsome-does-tumblr]

someone please stop me from thinking, from ruminating, from brooding about ted finding michelle crying at the window about how every day she hopes she’ll feel like she did at the beginning vs. rebecca constantly crying from how much she loves ted and wants him to stay and wants him to know she wants him to stay in every damn scene they share in this finale

[skipblebee]

And I love you love you love you, no it's not so hard to tell And I love you love you love you, is it obvious to everyone else?

Petrigrof fluff for the soul because I NEED it before the finale

[barawrah]

happy (late) birthday my sweetheart

[canisalbus]

I can imagine their original breakup was due to vasco having to go far away, but overall, it was sad but mutual.

Like how some people break up before going to college or if they are moving far away.

I love the fellows so much, and they remind me of my relationship with my bf and the struggle we went through as gay men.

.

[castielsprostate]

genuinely though if they continue venom without tom hardy, or without eddie brock, i will blow myself up and not in a good way

[unhinged-nymph]

It’s giving high school rom com

[x-mensirens]

[love-in-the-time]

“the funny thing is, i fought all those battles all those years, and now I know what for: this. i’ve never been so happy in my life.”

"AND THIS IS MY CONCLUSION."

[y-rhywbeth2]

You know what I love. About trying to break up with Astarion as Durge because you're afraid Bhaal might make you hurt or kill him.

That he's not afraid of you. That the night he thought the Urge might've claimed you for good ranks right up there with his fear of Cazador. And he reaffirms that they will save you, he promises.

And it reminds me that you can prove him a liar who can't fulfil that promise, and be beyond saving, and become two of his worst fears in one to the point where he couldn't stay with you even if it was possible.

I am very normal about that fucking ending.

[cold--carnage]

congratulations on perpetuating abuse tactics and reopening trauma wounds I've had since before I can remember, you fuck

[thanks-obillma]

i like to think that in universe, the scenes inside mike's head are a) animated/cartoon, and b) questionably canon. like they asked him a few questions to get a general idea and then just animated whatever they needed for the plot

[vampire-in-the-corner]

interview with the vampire good ending tutorial:

- when you get to 2x06, at 45:33, turn off your tv