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you will never be too much for someone who can’t get enough of you

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#;music;

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when the flowers clog up your lungs, you know you have it bad. unrequited love has never hurt this much before, but it has never been this beautiful either. | playlist

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Saturn- Sleeping at Last

#m: jakob #m: daphne

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Sam Claflin on set for his US cover of The Gentleman’s Journal

#m: hercules #f: hercules

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yalitmeme: quotes [1/9] → The Song of Achilles

#/six years #m: megara #m: hercules

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“When you wish upon a star…”

Happy 50th Anniversary, Disney World!

#/blessed to be back

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“My belly hurts and my heart is hardly beating right

I hate to beg, but I’ll try one last time

Don’t tell me that it’s over, the book of you and I

Now you’ve scribbled out my name

And you’ve erased my favorite lines

There were so many chapters that we never got to write

We never got to finish the book of you and I.”

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The TARDIS “Doctor Who”

#/cant wait for comic con! two weeks x

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Fabulous party. You know I haven’t seen this much love in a room since Narcissus discovered himself.

Hercules (1997) dir. Ron Clements and Jon Musker

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Two / Sleeping At Last

It’s okay if you can’t catch a breath, You can take the oxygen straight out of my own chest.

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“…and when one of them meets the other half, the actual half of himself, whether he be a lover of youth or a lover of another sort, the pair are lost in an amazement of love and friendship and intimacy and one will not be out of the other’s sight, as I may say, even for a moment…”

-Plato

@jakobxbjorgman

@daphnexzeus

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Sam Claflin as Finnick Odair THE HUNGER GAMES: MOCKINGJAY: PART ONE (2014)

#f: hercules

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elusivedamsel‌:

Megara tried not to show how excited she was when Hercules won Prom King. He deserved it, she was proud of him for being such a leader in their senior class. She tried to catch his gaze, giving him a smile from the back of the crowd but a hush fell over everyone as they were about to announce Prom Queen. Meg quickly told herself she’d be fine if it were Tiffany, happy, even. When Ms. Fronteau said it was a write-in, her brows raised. It was unusual, but she shrugged it off, waiting to hear who it was with everyone else.

When her name was called, Megara froze. Had she really heard her name? Only when the spotlight made it’s way across the crowd and found her did she realize her name really had been called. It had to be some mistake, she hadn’t even ran for prom court. She looked up at the sea of faces around her, until she found Tiffany, who seemed more excited than anyone. The crowd of seniors parted so she could walk through and walk up the side steps to the stage. “Are you sure?” she murmured to the teacher before being told to turn and face the front with everyone else. Even Tiffany was gesturing for her to smile, and it finally set it in, her lips slowly curling to a smile as she stood next to Hercules. Slipping her hand in his, she looked over at him as the crown and tiara were brought to the stage. “Did you do this?” 

Hercules was just as confused as Megara was when her name was read aloud, and if he hadn’t exchanged a glance with Tiffany, be may have even been more confused. He watched Meg walk up to the stage, his smile increasing as she got closer. It felt like a dream, almost, to be watching her walk up there after having assumed that Tiffany or one of the other girls on court would get the title. For a minute, he even considered asking Phil to pinch him, though if it wre a drema, he wanted to enjoy it as much as possible. The reality sank in once she was standing beside him, slipping her hand into his. 

“No, I’m just as clueless as you,” he let out a breathy laugh. Squeezing her hand affectionately, Hercules realized that it wasn’t a dream at all, and they were actually both standing there, about to be crowned the King and Queen. “I think I might know who did, though...” the male added, nudging toward Tiffany, who, when they both turned to her, was motioning down into the crowd at Kristoff. They both looked over at the two, smiling mischievously, as the crown and tiara were placed onto Hercules and Megara’s heads, respectively. “I guess if you want something badly enough it can come true,” he teased, flashing her a smile as they were given their sashes as well. 

We’ll Never Be Royals

#c: megara #m: hercules #we'll never be royals

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“I’m sure they will. And I’ll be cheering you on,” Megara nodded and smiled. She would be as supportive as she could be, if Tiffany won, and she really would be happy for both of them. Just…separately. She blushed and nodded, though she wasn’t entirely sure he meant it. The drama surrounding their relationship, plus Tiffany and everything, it was sort of a whirlwind. People still questioned whether she and Hercules were really together, or if they were just flirting like always. And it wasn’t as if she typically kissed him publicly, so the scrutiny made sense. “Oh, stop, you won’t be miserable. And neither will she. Tiffany loves the attention, I’m sure Matt will be very proud. And you deserve the attention, so enjoy it.” She hoped he would, and not worry that Meg wasn’t there with him. When they started announcing the candidates, she gave him a small smile and kissed him back quickly, squeezing his hand before letting go. “I love you too. Have fun.” Her eyes averted toward the stage as she watched him walk up with everyone else who had been nominated. He looked handsome in his tuxedo, and though he said he didn’t want to be up there, it suited him. She smiled and listened as each name was listed off and waited for them to announce prom king, crossing her fingers that he would win.

Hercules made his way nonchalantly up to the stage to stand by Phil, who looked rather pleased with himself as he clapped Herc on the back affectionately. A chuckle fell from his lips as they stood there, waiting to hear the announcements. Maybe Megara was right, and he’d win after all. Of course she was right... when was she ever wrong?” he thought to himself, though there was still the chance that he didn’t win, which he would have been just fine with. A silence fell right before she had announced the winner of prom king, and Hercules felt his chest tighten a bit out of nerves. The relaxation that came after hearing his name was involuntary, in a state of disbelief that he had actually won. The other guys cheered for him, congratulating him briefly before they announced the Queen. Once they had both winners, they would receive their crowns, and likely be expected to dance. 

Every fiber of his being seemed to stand on end when Ms. Fronteau read off that the winner of prom queen was a write in. His mind was blank, unable to believe that it was actually possible. Who could have possibly pulled that off so late in the game, since he was sure that no one had gone around campaigning to vote someone else in. Even the girl candidates seemed confused, except for Tiffany, awkwardly enough. He shot her a look, confusion on his face, but was met with a simple shrug, and... a possible wink? What on earth did that mean? When the name was read aloud, Hercules finally understood. “The winner, by popular decision, is... Megara Creon. Megara, please come join us on the stage.” 

We’ll Never Be Royals

#c: megara #m: hercules #we'll never be royals

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Daphne watched as Annora found Jakob rather quickly, but tried her best to ignore it and paid more attention to what was going on around her. James had pointed out that the nominations were going to be called up, which everybody already knew who had been voted on anyway. She couldn’t even remember who she voted for, though she was fairly sure she did cast a vote for Hercules. Her brows raised as it was Annora who walked up to the microphone, and she turned her head slightly to look over a Jakob, giving him a small smile before returning her attention to the stage. One by one, each nominee filed up on the stage, obviously eager to find out who had won. It was no surprise Tiffany was up there, and a few other girls she recognized, barely. When revealed who had won prom king, Daphne wasn’t really surprised, but she was surprised to see Annora hesitate when she opened the second paper to reveal prom queen. 

Jakob looked over at Daphne, smiling back at her, and remembering their codes that they had gone over. He gave her a small wave, though she was sure to have seen it. He had wanted the night to go by faster before talking to her, though now he wanted it even more, hoping that the next few hours wouldn’t drag. Watching as the candidates for prom court took the stage, Jakob wondered briefly about who would win, figuring he could probably make a decent guess at the least if he had to.

Annora waited for everyone to join her before continuing, holding an envelope in her hands that would contain the names of the winners. After a brief introduction, she was ready to reveal the results. “It is my pleasure to announce that this year’s title of Prom King, goes to... Hercules Alcaeus.” Everyone cheered, of course, though they all wanted ti know the second winner just as much if not more than than the first. “And now... this year’s title of Prom Queen,” she paused, making it a bit dramatic. “Was actually, a write in.” Some of the crowd gasped, though judging by the majority of reactions, it wasn’t all that surprising. “The winner, by popular decision, is... Megara Creon.”

Dancing With Myself || Daphne & Jakob

#dancing with myself #c: daphne #m: jakob