#it was an idea

[piiinkfreak]

Ophelia...

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[pulchramsolis]

[@kipagircs sent]: “ tell me how i can fix this… ” this got modern and a bit dark but that's what popped into my head at 4am this morning Memes are always active and accepted!

"You can start by not telling Harwin," Abby said, wincing as she held the ice pack to her jaw. It was never a great thing to call your nephew from the back of an ambulance in the middle of the night because your shitty ex was being extra stalker-y and drove you and your motorcycle off the road. "He doesn't know about anything and I want to keep him out of prison. That goes for everyone else. I've already got to figure out how to tell Aegon." She at least had a couple days for that, since he was out of state with his band.

Luke hadn't started the car yet, and they sat there in silence. She could feel him watching her and finally, she met her nephew's eyes. "I'm sorry for putting you in this position. It's not fair, I'm sorry, and I totally owe you. I just... I didn't know who else to call and I didn't..." she trailed off and let the heated seats soak into her sore body. "Can I, um, crash at your place? For a little bit? I'm scared to be alone at mine right now."

[stillebesat]

Me: I should try and do warm up fics. You know. A little snippet drabble like thing that's like only a page or so. That could be fun and get me writing! Brain: *unhinged laughter* You...you actually think I can craft a story idea and keep it short?! *lightning flashes thunder crashes* You. Utter. Fool.

[a-lonely-tatertot]

I know nothing about laser tag but yk what we’re doing this-

[honeyedlashton]

Go ahead rip my heart out, if you think that’s what love’s all about.

“If You Don’t Know” as a grown up Lashton moodboard.

[only-we]

Headcanon - Only You

The night’s air was still hot this summer. And it would not cool down. Just the same as the cicadas outside would not be still, just the same as the bugs whirring around the streetlight outside their home would not stop searching for light. Just like their father would not stop his rage, shouting his sermons while crashing his leather belt down. Just like their backs would not stop hurting anytime soon.

Just like that Jacob’s rage would only continue to grow when he could hear his younger brothers after such. Joseph was laying still – too still. He was awake, probably staring at the wall beside his narrow bed. And John… John was still sniffling sometimes. Trying to be quiet, too, but failing miserably at it.

It was too painful. Not even Jacob could find sleep – how could he expect that of his little brothers? He needed to calm them down, comfort them, let their minds be dragged away from the torment that laid past them. There were not many distractions in there life… but one was.

Jacob had never been a really good singer.

And his puberty vocal change did not help that fact at all, it was average. But it did not matter – he more spoke the song than he actually sang after humming silently. The melody to his words was subtle, but exactly that was what carried a calming solace with them.

“Only you can make all this world seem right, only you can make the darkness bright...”

Jacob stopped for a moment, glancing over to his brothers. They lay silent - more at ease. Listening. Being distracted. So it was good enough...

“Only you and you alone can thrill me like you do - and fill my heart with love for only you...”

[danatole-headcanons]

Balaga, about Anatole and Dolokhov: Two bros, chilling in a troika, five feet apart 'cause they're not gay!"