#imy meme

[dangerouslyfluffy]

Dash Commentary

I’m just over here trying to figure out why/how the imy meme masterlist is going around again. xD

(Also, @spellofthesouth, I STILL have the fuck you fanmails you sent me three years ago. They make me grin every time I look at them.)

[ladywiththecoldeyes]

IMY: Sticky notes

Year 1: wait...why am I doing this? The sticky notes are forever. In cute heart shapes, because that is how I roll.

[dangerouslyfluffy]

Inbox Commentary

[I didn’t even reblog it this time! xDDD]

[dangerouslyfluffy]

[OH MY GOSH I AM SO STUPID AND I SHOULD NOT DO THINGS WHEN TIRED.

I copy/paste failed last night when responding to a random IMY meme request for Maggie Dresden.

I meant to link to the one I had forgotten I’d written, and instead I had a youtube link I’d copy pasted earlier in the evening.

Here is the CORRECT link: http://dangerouslyfluffy.tumblr.com/post/97949307358/i-miss-you-slayerizer-dresden 

Once again, I am so stupid and I am sorry. D:]

[thefaeriecourtesan]

[Oh geez, I’ve been rereading old IMY memes.

You people have a RIGHT to hate me, and I haven’t even dared reread Mouse’s. >.>]

[dangerouslyfluffy]

[I was looking for links to things for people today, and I thought of something.

I have three ‘Great and Horrible Angst Writings’...but I’m curious, which of them is WORST?

Charity’s IMY meme

The ‘I bet you can’t write Mouse as a villain’ meme

'You are my sunshine’ meme

Please let me know which one you think is the worst!?

[thefaeriecourtesan]

[Totally unwanted, unsolicited IMY meme for Gale. >.> ]

One year

They don’t trust me alone. Even now, even a year later, they don’t leave me alone. They’re still afraid I’ll try to join you. 

I suppose they have reason...or did. Maybe I would have...

Not even now do they trust me. I had to swear by my Name that I wouldn’t fly away, that I wouldn’t run, before they let me come here. And even now, Lara’s waiting just over there, within eyesight, just to be safe.

Has it already been a year? The longest year of my life...and it seems to have gone by in an instant, and also an eternity. I don’t even remember the first few months...I think I went a little crazy, when I found out. 

Molly was the one who told me. She felt guilty. Feels guilty. She hasn’t been back - I think she thinks I blame her. And maybe I did...at first. If she hadn’t taken you as bodyguard....

I need to go talk to her. I don’t blame her. I don’t blame anyone.

Except maybe you, you stupidface stupidhead.

...

Sorry.

You know, I never realized how lonely my life was before you. And back then, I didn’t even have the friends and family I do now. (Do you know, even your grandmother came and stayed for a while? We managed to get through it without killing each other.)

But it doesn’t matter how many people are around me, I always feel alone. I always feel...empty. And I try to pretend to be getting better, to be getting past it, because I know they all worry...but I can’t. 

How dare you, Gale. How dare you make your way into my heart...make me l-..care about you...and then die and leave me all alone?

I can’t do this without you. You made me need you. Aaron...and Robin...I wanted them both. I loved them, each in their own way. And it hurt when they both betrayed me and abandoned me. 

It’s nothing compared to this. They broke my heart...left it cracked and bleeding. 

You’ve destroyed it. There is nothing left, Gale. Inside of me...it’s just empty...and cold.

I’m so cold, Gale. I’m always cold, now.

Five years

I’m finally able to chop things in my kitchen, now. It’s hard to cook a decent meal when you’re not allowed to touch a knife. I guess I finally pretended well enough to make them trust me again.

I also don’t have someone with me every hour of the day. Sometimes its nice, but mostly I just wander around aimlessly.

I don’t know what to do with my life, Gale. I gave up everything for you. I have nothing now. And I know you wouldn’t approve, but I just...I just can’t...

Aren’t you part phoenix, Gale? Can’t you come back to me? Please? I need you. The pain...it doesn’t go away. I pretend to be better, so they won’t worry about me, but when I’m alone...I just curl up in our bed...in my bed, cold and empty without you...and cry and cry, all through the night.

I need you, Gale.

I need you back.

You told me you loved me, and then you left.

You left before...I could figure out...

Ten years

I love you.

Okay? I finally figured it out. I love you. I always did, I just...couldn’t say it. Didn’t dare say it.

I waited too long to tell you. I was too late. I've spent ten years choking on those words. 

I was a fool and a coward, and I lost everything that mattered to me, and you died without knowing because I couldn’t bring myself to say it.

So for the rest of my life, now, I get to stand here and say it to a cold, lifeless stone.

I love you. 

[frozenfaeriequeen]

Gah. Fine. Warich. Curse you. "I miss you"

[You love me and you know it. ^__^

Broken Winter verse]

Year 1:

There’s nothing here. They didn’t leave me anything, they took you home. All this is...is a little memorial I made, out here, where its quiet. Out in the woods where I can be alone and just...sit and think and remember.

I haven’t told anyone yet, and I haven’t run into anyone yet who recognizes me, so I’m...I’m still being a coward, still hiding. I’m still just the little broken winged raven you found and freed and took care of.

I know, I know. I can’t keep hiding. And I won’t.

They need me. You made me see that.

I just wish you were still here, because I’m terrified to do it without you.

Year 5:

Fuck.

Sorry.

It’s been...well, it’s been...busy.

Hard. Demanding. Dangerous, even - human and Fae alike are calling for my head, calling me...well, you don’t need to know that.

I probably shouldn’t be here. I’ll get yelled at for slipping my guard and coming out here. 

It’s terrifying. Most of the time I just want to crawl in a corner and hide, cover my ears, close my eyes, and pretend like nothing’s happened, like nothing’s changed.

Then I picture you frowning at me, and I sigh and shake my head, and wade back in.

I...I really need to get back.

Year 10:

This year I just ordered the guard to stay. They’re probably stationed all through the forest, but I threatened them with being frozen solid if they came near here.

I wouldn’t do it, not really. I can’t...do that sort of thing anymore. I’ve been imprisoned, I know what it’s like.

People call me a gentler, softer Queen than I ever was before. Some think its a good thing, many think its a sign of weakness. Only you and I know the truth, probably...that despite the show I put on, I’m still broken, inside. 

Maybe, with time, with you, I could have healed, truly healed, but...

I put on a good show. I have to, so I can gather my people, bring them together, help them as you helped me. We’re a shattered people, and, like myself, I’m not sure we’ll ever truly heal...

We’re trying, though. 

I can sense some of the guard creeping closer, worried about how long I’m taking. I didn’t miss this - I liked being noone, sometimes. I should get back before the Captain of my Guard flusters himself too much.

I wonder if you would have been willing to have his position, were you still here?

Until next year.

...I miss you.