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26yuritachi · 2 years

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Lily #7 - Safety Pin

eu tenho certeza que eu já te falei dessa música do 5sos, porque ela é minha favorita. mas acho que eu nunca falei como eu fico parecendo uma menina de 10 anos quando eu percebo que eu vejo a gente nessa música. também acho que nunca mencionei como essa música era literalmente a meta de relacionamento da anna adolescente, descobrindo que tinha depressão, que achava que ninguém nunca ia gostar dela pelo que ela é de verdade. e eu queria te agradecer mais uma vez, não só por me amar como eu sou, mas por me dar o relacionamento que eu sempre quis.

Runaways, we're the long lost children Running to the edge of the world Everybody wants to throw us away Broken boy meets broken girl You said you tried it all before And it only makes it worse Oh but this time, maybe this time Two wrongs make a right

We'll safety pin, the pieces of our broken hearts back together Patching up all the holes until we both feel much better Deleted things are really dead, so now I'll say the things I never said We'll safety pin, the pieces of our broken hearts back together

Throwing rocks at your broken window Only you can cure my sickness Raise ourselves to the middle finger Cause they all think we're twisted Once I got a little taste Now I'm addicted to your fix Oh yeah this time, maybe this time Two wrongs make a right

No more waiting, we can save us from falling No more waiting, we can save us from falling No more waiting, we can save us from falling No more waiting, we can save us from falling This time, maybe this time

No more waiting, we can save us from falling No more waiting, we can save us from falling No more waiting, we can save us from falling No more waiting, we can save us from falling

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jroses5 · 3 years

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Throwing rocks at your broken window Only you can cure my sickness Raise a toast and a middle finger 'Cause they all think we're twisted

Safety Pin by 5 Seconds of Summer

#5sos #5secondsofsummer #michael clifford #ashton irwin #calum hood #luke hemmings #safetypin

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illicreatxm · 4 years

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5SOS (Sounds Good Feels Good) - Lyrics Sentence Starters (pt. 2)

Safety Pin

“We're the long lost children”

“Everybody wants to throw us away”

“You said you tried it all before”

“It only makes it worse”

“Maybe this time two wrongs make it right”

“We'll safety-pin the pieces of our broken hearts back together”

“Patching up all the holes until we both feel much better”

“Now I'll say the things I never sent”

“Throwing rocks at your broken window”

“Only you can cure my sickness”

“They all think we're twisted”

“Once I had a little taste”

“Now I'm addicted to your fix”

“No more waiting”

“We can save us from falling”

“This time, maybe this time”

Waste The Night

“I need your love”

“The salt on your skin is pulling me in”

“I don't wanna say goodbye to another night and watch you walk away”

“I don't wanna let it burn in the city lights and make the same mistakes”

“I don't wanna waste it”

“I don't wanna waste tonight”

“The scratch in your voice leaves me no choice”

“I won't give up”

“I can't give up”

Vapor

“I'll take what you got”

“I know it's not a lot”

“I just need another hit”

“You're the thing that I can't quit”

“You got what I want”

“If you told me that we were through you know that I would break the truce”

“I want to breathe you in like your vapour”

“I want to be the one you remember”

“I want to feel your love like the weather”

“I want to print our hands in the pavement”

“Savour your words”

“I won't ever waste them”

“So lie to me, just lie to me”

“So talk”

“Well tell me what I want”

“If I don't look into your eyes”

“It's almost like a perfect line”

“So don't stop”

“We'll take another shot”

“You know you got perfect aim”

“I wanna feel you in my veins”

“You sound so sweet when you lie to me”

Castaway

“Young love”

“Close the chapter”

“There's no ever after”

“Fell fast, ended faster”

“Late night conversations led to complications”

“Now my heart is in my hands”

“But you walked out and left me stranded”

“Nothing left but picture frames”

“And I just keep on asking myself, how'd we drift so far away from where we left off yesterday?”

“I'm lonely like a castaway”

“Heartbreak that I can't escape”

“A sinking ship I'll never save”

“All your screaming whispers slip right through my fingers”

“These memories linger on”

“Eyes closed, all I see is good times disappearing”

“I'm trying to hold on”

The Girl Who Cried Wolf

“I'm not leaving”

“Every time you say to me it's over you just wanna start again”

“It's just lies”

“The girl who cries wolf every day”

“In the end, don't ask why”

“You say you wanna, but do you wanna run away?”

“Where're you going?”

“Always running back to me to call it quits again”

“So look at me in the eye”

“Is anyone there at all?”

“'Cause I'm not dreaming”

“Does it have to be this tragedy”

“The truth is spelled out in your eyes”

“Why don't you just reach out and make it clear to me?”

“What are you telling me?”

“'Cause I'm not leavin'”

Broken Home

“They would yell”

“They would scream”

“They were fighting it out”

“She would hope”

“She would pray”

“She was waiting it out”

“Sharp words like knives, they were cutting her down”

“It's a memory now”

“When did this end?”

“Where did you lose your happiness?”

“I'm here alone inside of this broken home”

“Who's right, who's wrong?”

“Who really cares?”

“The pain's still there”

“Wrote it down on the walls, she was screaming it out”

“Are you listening now?”

“Just a ghost in the halls”

“They're vacant now”

“There was life, there was love like a light and it's fading out”

“You've gotta let it go”

“You're losing all your hope”

“You painted memories then washed out all the scenes”

“I'm stuck in between a nightmare and lost dreams”

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talkfastcal · 4 years

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THROWING ROCKS AT YOUR BROKEN WINDOW ONLY YOU CAN CURE MY SICKNESS RAISE A TOAST AND A MIDDLE FINGER CAUSE THEY ALL THINK WERE TWISTED ONCE I HAD A LITTLE TASTE IM ADDICTED TO YOUR FIX OH YEAH THIS TIME MAYBE THIS TIME TWO WRONGS MAKE A RIGHT WELL SAFETY PIN THE PIECES OF OUR BROKEN HEARTS BACK TOGETHER

#I LOVE SAFETY PIN AND I LOVE ASHTON’S SOLO #5sos #dont mind me screaming lyrics onto your dash #no one cares kristen

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travellvogue · 5 years

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Meant To Be

Chapter 3- The Beginning of the End

Re-reading the text from Marcus over and over again, wondering where the hell Jesse could be. Something in your gut told you that you should be worried. What if somethings happened to him? What if he’s hurt? All the worst possibilities run through your head as you pace around the house. Feet moving around for hours on end as you check the window out looking the driveway, begging he gets home right now, mind not at rest until he walks through the door. And that’s exactly what he does three hours later, perky little smile as he throws his bag down, a different top on then what he’d left in, a peaceful serenity on his face that caused your blood to boil.

“Where the fuck have you been?” you spit at him instantly, not even giving him a chance to take his shoes off. His eyes are wide, as if you don’t have a reason to be annoyed at him. It’s almost like his brain is taking a few seconds to think before answering your question, an uncertainty in his tone as he answers the question. “At beans?” he’s speaks, the nickname you once loved now making you cringe, his answer almost sounding like a question as you scoff. “Oh really?” you spit back, one eyebrow raised as you wait for his bullshit answer, clearly he was chatting shit because there was no reason for Marcus to lie about him not being at his house. “Yeah. Really” he retaliates, a smug tone in his voice that catches you off guard, the spiteful look in his eyes almost scaring as you swallow down an unfamiliar lump forming in your throat, not the frequent one that made itself apart when you were close to tears- the one that was there almost every night when you cried in the shower because the person you loved was now a figment of your imagination. This lump was different, like your throat was closing up, one of fear, nerves, a simple look from his eyes and you wanted to curl up in a ball and beg for his forgiveness. “That’s not what Marcus said” you simple whispered as he frowned at the low volume of your voice, processing your words quickly enough to make it seem as though he wasn’t shocked at your answer. Before he can reply your showing him your phone, your text conversation with Marcus lit up the screen as he eyes fluttered across the phone, reading the words as he nibbles at his lip.

And then a laugh. What the fuck is so funny? “You silly girl” he chuckles, a bitter patronising tone to his voice, taking your phone and chucking it onto the side table next to him, the unintentional force of the throw causing the corner to crack, but by the look on his face he couldn’t seem to care less. “Should’ve let Marcus in on the plan” he giggles, your heart beat increasing, the lump in your throat now threatening to make you sick, no inch of you expecting something good to come of this situation. What plan? “What p-“ you begin to ask but he cuts you off, bending down to rustle around in his bag, hands pulling out a small black box as you watch him carefully, a slight shake to his fingers as he opens it. His eyes burning onto you as he waits for a reaction, “went out and bought you this, had to treat my one and only” he smiles, but the smile is not quite reaching his eyes as you stare at the box, a thin silver chain bracelet, delicate detail to the clasps, evenly in the middle of the chain laid an ‘L’ pendant, small and encrusted with tiny diamonds, the jewels flickering under the light as he walked over to you with the box, taking the bracelet and clipping it around you wrist. “Why an ‘L’?” you question, confused as to why he wouldn’t get your initial, your name didn’t start with an L. He takes a moment to think, and if you waited a few more seconds you would say he was panicking, but then he quickly gives you an answer. “For Lingard, silly” he chuckles as if it were obvious, you’re only nodding once as you look down at the bracelet, it was beautiful you couldn’t deny that, but something about it didn’t feel right and you couldn’t quite put your finger on it, “you gonna say thank you or what?” the controlling tone in his voice has returned as you looked up at him, a timid nod as you mutter out a “thank you” a satisfied nod of his head as he kisses you on the lips, a forced harshness to the kiss causing his chin the bash with yours.

And that was it, the conversation done with as he brushes shoulders with you as he walks past, footsteps making their way up the stairs as you listen to each one, fingers still playing with the chain of the bracelet, but then his footsteps so stop. A brief silence before he shouts down the stairs, “I’m going to Dubai, by the way” he spoke so casually as you choked out a reaction, shocked was an understatement, no plans of any holiday where previously discussed between the two of you, in-fact There had been no mention of any type of holiday, letting alone going all the way to Dubai, and this sudden. Moving your body to the bottom of the stairs, arching your neck to look up at him. “You’re what?” you were beyond confused as you watched him nod smugly, something about his reaction making you want to scream. He hums and nods, “yep, just for a week, get away with the lads ya know?” his mouth forms as smile as you look up at him. You desperately wanted to tell him his plans made no sense, that of course you didn’t know what he was on about, his sudden rush of plan making no sense to you, the casual awareness of letting you know his plans making you feel so worthless. You didn’t know why it was necessary to fly all the way to Dubai for a ‘recovery holiday’, a sudden need to go on holiday, the season had literally ended yesterday and you were hoping now that ‘i’m going training’ wasn’t an excuse for him to leave the house that you’d get to spend more time with him, but you weren’t going to argue his point, energy you didn’t want to waste, because in reality whatever you said to him he would find a way to make sure he was in the right... like always. A few months ago and he would’ve been begging you to come, now it just felt like a beg for freedom. To escape you, escape the life he has with you. He’s not waiting for a reply, getting bored of standing on the same step and looking down at you, no part of his brain registering your broken reaction, the pain in your eyes as you looked up at him. Walking up the remainder of the last few stairs and into the games room, where he stayed for the rest of the night, his screams echoing through the house as he shouted at Marcus to pass him the ball on Fifa, the noise giving you a headache, trying to cure it by stepping in the shower, praying the warm water relieved you of some tension, praying it drowned away your emotions, wishing your hurt would was down the drain so you could smile again, a genuine smile, not a forced one that didn’t make your eyes light up simultaneously- a smile you hadn’t experience in weeks now.

And then the tears begin, the all too familiar stinging sensation in your eyeballs as the salty water runs down your cheeks, puffy lips and swollen under-eyes as sobs rake through your body, thankful that the sound of the water hitting the tiled floor muffles out the volume of your unsteady breathing, short pants as you desperately try to regain a steady breathing pattern, at least Jesse can’t see you in this state... not that he’d care. Eventually turning the shower off but your own waterworks don’t stop, the constant string of tears continuing as you dry your body with a warm towel, the only warmth you ever receive anymore, the warm feeling your heart would feel when Jesse wrapped his arms around you now stone cold. Cry’s breaking up your breathing pattern as you crawl into bed, an attempt at forcing yourself to try and breathe as steady as possible, sobs rocking your body as you find yourself alone once again, crying yourself to sleep, no sign of Jesse, his body not crawling into the bed next to you as you hear the faint noise of him logging off the X-Box and getting comfy in the guest bedroom.

#jesse lingard #jesse lingard imagine #jesse lingard one shot #jesse lingard blurb #jesse lingard smut #trent alexander arnold imagines #trent alexander arnold #trent alexander arnold one shot #trent alexander arnold smut #trent alexander arnold blurb #meant to be

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lil-mxxn · 5 years

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To my favorite asshole ;

O1O82O19

@awa-do-uwu

—If, all we have is time, then we'll be alright It's not much, but it's better than nothing We're running on fumes, but we'll make it through the night It's not love, but it's better than dreaming. [our song]

“Vámonos de aquí, Acompáñame, Yo te cuidaré, Como en las pedas y todo lo demás, Corre y no vuelvas, Si quieres te ayudo a escapar”

Well, its almost a tradition, i Must write you something super long and cute, so here i am, doing my best to describe how much i love you.I think that, by now, you should know the amount of love i have for you, i mean, im still here after all, and to be honest, i love being by your side, youre funny, cute, and hella handsome.

“Corre y te sigo, Vámonos a cualquier lugar, Vámonos de viaje, Y no volver llegar a un hotel a coger, No importa, vamos a estar bien"

Im really in love with you, as a friend, lover, girlfriend (?) and of course as your best friend (if im not your best friend, im gonna cry, oc) basta de mamadas ya voy a escribir en español, porque se me hincharon los huebos.

“Vamos a dejar nuestra ciudad, Comprarnos ropa de bazar, No importa todo lo demás”

Aprecio mucho que sigas a mi lado a pesar de todo, es muy difícil encontrar un ex novio que a pesar de todo siga ahí, y tu no te has ido, me cuidas y procuras que este bien, me llenas como nadie, y espero que pienses lo mismo de mi.

“¡Ay, güey, qué felicidad! De verte y luego tus labios besar ¡Ay, güey, qué felicidad! De verte y luego tus pecas contar ¡Ay, que me pongo a pensar! Que por fin estamos solos Tú y yo ya, a huevo ¡Ay, güey, qué felicidad! De verte manejar el carro de tu papá”

Hoy es tú día, solo tuyo, y haz de él lo que quieras, me hubiera encantado estar ahí a tu lado festejando como nunca, te mando millones de besos y un millón de abrazos, sabes que te amo de aquí al infinito, te amo como nunca he amado a nadie, te amo muchísimo.

No continúes hasta no haber acabado de escuchar la canción.

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“Desde el cielo todo es más bonito, Déjame llevarte a las estrellas otra vez, Como la noche de ayer”

A tu lado he pasado los mejores momentos de mi vida, haciendo tonterías, como quedarnos encerrados en una cabaña (🤠) el primero beso que nos dimos antes de clase de química, en la fiesta de Gabriel hablando en una banqueta mientras nos quejamos por nuestros amores fallidos.

“Vámonos a Marte donde nadie vaya a buscarte, Ni a ti, ni a mí, Donde todo es más callado y solitario pa' los dos, Donde no hay nadie más, que tú y yo, Dejemos la Tierra llena de gente tan mierda, Que nos quiere aplastar”

Quiero que sepas que eres la persona más importante en mi vida, gracias a ti sigo viva hoy, gracias a ti soy un poco feliz, tu me enseñaste que la vida no es tan mala si te rodeas de la gente indicada y tú, corazón, eres esa persona indicada.

“Vámonos de viaje a las estrellas y a Marte, A olvidar nuestros problemas tan punzantes, Contemplemos las constelaciones, Y todas nuestras visiones que nos quitan el vacío, Que sentimos en la Tierra”

Sabes que soy una fiel creyente del destino y todas esas cursilerias de almas gemelas y creo que sigues a mi lado por una razón, tal vez nací para conocerte (uwu) ahora sinceramente no sé qué nos depara él destino, pero algo de lo que se es qué ahora mientras escribo esto estoy profundamente enamorada de ti.

No continúes hasta no haber acabado de escuchar la canción

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“Runaways, we're the long lost children, Running to the edge of the World, Everybody wants to throw us away, Broken boy meets broken girl”

No me importa que no sientas lo mismo, diciéndote todo esto no busco reciprocidad, en cambio busco que encuentras en mi el apoyo que necesitas, que cuando te sientas tan abajo, piensas que hay alguien (en realidad somos muchas personas) que te ama sin buscar nada a cambio, sabes que mis brazos siempre estarán abiertos para ti.

“You said you tried it all before, And it only makes it worse, Oh, but this time, maybe this time, Two wrongs make it right"

Y tal vez esto solo es algo pasajero para ambos, pero se que nunca te guardaré ningún tipo de rencor, y volteare a ver todos esos recuerdos maravillosos con un sonrisa enorme, porque estoy segura de que nadie podrá hacerme tan feliz como tú.

“We'll safety-pin the pieces of our broken hearts back together, Patching up all the holes until we both feel much better, Deleted things, I really meant, So now I'll say the things I never sent, We'll safety-pin the pieces of our broken hearts back together”

Puede que nadie nos quiera ver juntos, pero yo ya estoy harta de hacer lo que quieren que haga, me gusta estar a tu lado, me gustas y puede que vuelva a salir con el corazón roto, pero ya no quiero pensar en futuros posibles o imposibles, quiero concentrarme en este presente junto a ti.

“Throwing rocks at your broken window, Only you can cure my sickness, Raise ourselves and a middle finger, 'Cause they all think we're twisted Once I had a little taste, Now I'm addicted to your fix, Oh, yeah, this time, maybe this time, Two wrongs make it right”

Así que cielo, feliz cumpleaños. Pasatela increíble, eres la persona más importante en mi vida, te amo 3000 nunca lo olvides. Espero que te haya gusta esta carita que hice con muchísimo amor, felices 18 años, mi amor, espero verte pronto para poder darte todos los besos y abrazos que mereces.

No more waiting, we can save us from falling

Annie, Andrea, Andy xoxo

You are and will always be my one true love.

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ive-died-everyday-waiting-you · 6 years

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Teen Wolf Writing Challenge ;

#tailsbethreadsteenwolf Thank you @tailsbeth-writes for tagging me in this Teen Wolf Writing Challenge ,I am really happy to participate and have fun writing this story.

‘I could have done more’ ‘High school’s bad enough without the supernatural.’ with ma boii Scott Mccall.

Love Me Like You Do by Elie Goulding ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=725WlG1idPc )

- so I will keep it short, Y/N is Scott’s friend, she is not part of pack mainly because she don’t want it and she is kind of hybrid (half vampire-half witch really powerfull ) she is very sarcastic and badasss, Theo is in pack too and Scott likes her, but after attack some crazy werewolfs she lost her sister and Scott thinks that it his fault.

(i have thing for badass females )

FLUUUUUFFFF with some sad contest in beginning :)

Here it goes. Another day in this damned town Beacon Hills. I’ve opened eyes to very strong light, rubbing my eyes before opening them. I’ve felt so cold, like it was snowing and I was naked outside. And then I saw her.

- Are you fucking serious Cheelsa ! I was sleeping, do you even bother someone else then me ? - It was my dead sister Cheelsa, pointing lamp at my face, while she opened all windows. When she died, like two months ago, she was hybrid like me and she can cross into this world to bother me. Bitch.

- Oh, come on Y/N, it’s fun , beside you look like shit, you needed wake up call. I’ll go and check food you have, try to make some decent food for you in order to survive !- Then she disappereard. The guilt I’ve felt for her death is unbearable and waking up every day, facing school and pack, it’s just so hard. We all feel guilt for Cheelsa death, so after it happend, we just separated. No talking, no calls, just couple sad glances between me and Lydia in the school. Scott feels guilt just like I do. Classes become long, and tensions became hard. Theo was back at pack in again, despite Stiles protesting, so his faces when Theo walk past them is only fun I have these days. - Don’t do this Y/N ? Don’t blame yourself anymore. It has been two month since I’ve died. You can’t change past nor save me. I am dead, that’s truth.- Cheelsa spoke behind me. - I could have done more Cheelsa, you know I could. And it is eating me alive. All this power and life for what ? Losing you it not worth anything I have.- Making ponytail,and taking my bag i entered kitchen with Cheelsa following.

-Look sis, I know you could do more, but you weren’t there when wolf attacked me. And it’s okay, I don’t blame you or Scott. And if I can accept that fact I am dead I don’t see why can’t you.Beside, I am here. With you, bullying your ass all the time.’ We both laughed. Well, she is right. - Well, only I can see you, so beside the fact that I am maybe crazy a little, I will talk to Scott today. See, if there is any chance for pack to be normal again. For us, to be normal again. I would lie if I say that I don’t miss him.Soo,gotta go.- I grabbed my car keys and headed to the door, then something hit me at head. - AUCH ! , - I looked on the floor, and it was bottle of water, then I looked at Cheelsa, which was smiling. - Are you beeing serious, you’ve could kill me Chess. Why did you throw it at me.- I’ve took bottle and looked at her. - You forgot it, sis. Hydration is very important.- She winked. - When I think better, maybe you deserved to be dead. Karma don’t miss crazy bitches like you.- She just shrugged her shoulders. Driving to the school, I’ve noticed familiar car next to road. I stopped my car little further and decided to check who that was. Walking towards the car I felt familiar scent, but I couldn’t recognize it. Oh my God. It was Theo, Theo Reaken. I knocked on his car window loudly, while he was yawning and tossing around. When he saw my face, fear had made it way to his face. - Hello there Reaken ? What do you do here, on the road ?- I asked entering his car and turning myself to him. He looked at me in sad, shyly way. - Well, this is my home, I mean I live in this car. I was tired last night, so I forgot to park it somewhere else.- He said rubbing his eyes. I looked at him very carefuly, observing his every inch. I could just leave him here, to be alone and suffer or I could help him. I mean, one good thing today would be nice. But, again, he betrayed us and brought Dread Doctors. Maybe I should kill him, right here, and burn the whole car down. He shifted uncormfortably and I saw fear again, filing his eyes. I’ve faked a smile and his claws began to show. - Chill out dog, I didn’t stop to kill you. I’m just thinking what to do with you !- He gave me a confused look. - Like, how to kill me without the evidence. Which is okay, because I did hurt you, and I did so much teribble things. It’s okay, you can hurt me, you don’t have to hide it behind that smile.‘- I love long silence and staring into eyes, because it makes other people awkard and they start talking.That’s the most funniest part of beeing supernatural. - Look this Theo. If I wanted to kill your ass, I would do it the day you came into school. You were asshole,that’s right, but today is your happy day. This are the keys of my home, there is enough rooms for whole Lacrosse team, so pick one. In my room are credit cards in one locker, so take a few and buy yourself something nice. I want you at home by 23:00 p.m. If you even think about pulling some shit on me, I will kill you in second.Okay ?- He was so shoked. -I said, are we clear ? And do you happend to know where is Scott ?- I looked at my watch, shit I will be late for school. -I,I...he’’s...he’s at home, feeling sick or something.- Theo spelled. - See ya Chimi-boy at home.- I got out his car and waved him. I did something good God, please make a note.

Half an hour later, I was standing at Scotts door, knocking hard, that my knuckels hurted.Ms. Mccall opened. - Hey dear, how nice to see you. How are you honey ? , she asked hugging me. -I’m fine Ms. Mccall. Is Scott here, I would like to talk to him?- Just in time to call for him , he was going down to the stairs, shy smile on his face. - I’ll give you kids some space.- Then Melissa left. - Hey stranger ! How are you ?- I asked, breaking silence. He looked at me with broken eyes. - Y/N, I am so sorry. I just couldn’t dare to talk to you.I was so scared,and so afraid that you hate me.I..I..- then I heard the song... - Remeber this song ?- I looked into his eyes and he noded. It was our song..I started to sing

You're the light, you're the night

You're the color of my blood - I’ve started singing

You're the cure, you're the pain You're the only thing I wanna touch - Scott with his raspy voice singed.

I’ve laughed and gave him a hug.I looked into his face and traced lines of it with my fingers. He closed his eyes and took a sharp but sweet breath. - I wanted to reach you, Y/N, I truly did. But with all this happening, and Cheelsa death, I thought that you hate me forever. I know this supernatural things keep coming in Beacon Hills and I didn’t want to loose you. I know you said that pack is not your thing, but anyway we all missed you so much.- We were rocking back and forth just in front of his doors. - I know this was hard, and I don’t want you to blame yourself for Cheelsa death, she is in better place now. Look, high school’s bad enough without the supernatural , but I am happy that I met you in this all mess.You make this supernatural crazy high school less horrible then it really is. I am happy to know you Scott Mccall.- I laughed while he was picking me up and carrying upstairs.. -Really Y/N, just happy? And why is Theos scent all over you ?.. I’ve searched trough my phone our song. - Trust me, it’s not because I wanted it.’ I played our song, closing door of his room,and let’s say, that he set my heart on fire, on fire.

love love love

#scott mccall #yn #y/n #teen wolf imagines #teen wolf #theo reaken #challenge #fluff #imagine

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eriseclipsenuiwitch · 7 years

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The Outcasts- chapter 9

Yaga generally didn't have anything against storms. Provided she wasn't within their reach and they did not steal roofs over her head. Or did not throw a wooden cage in which she was closed. And every collision with bamboo shoots created new bruises on her body. Her "cell" colleague had an identical problem. Of course, their guard ran away. At some point, with another strong jerk, a strange, white hat with long ears (or maybe it was horns?) fell from his head, showing greasy, dirty-yellow hair and... a pair of shining, blue wings. Oy, It has to be this last jerk Yaga started to touching her head to find a bump. "Don't look!" Qilby yelled while trying to hide the oddity on his own and raise his white hat in this same time. "I can not see anything, totally nothing!" The girl covered her eyes to prove the truth of her words. About the things that can't be showed to others she knew pretty well. She would even boast a few of them if... well. "All right, now you can," the man hissed, correcting the hat's horns on his wings. Yaga took her fingers from her face. "What's with your lips? This color is from swelling or some cure?" "From swelling, but it will soon disappear," muttered Qilby. Yaga would gladly continue the subject (since it was not marked as forbidden), but then another huge blast of wind came through the grotto, which threw the girl's cage at Qilby's. There was a burst of cracking wood, two surprised screams, then a loud splash and characteristic, empty noises when the bamboo fell down on the rocks. "It could have been worse," muttered Qilby as he and Yaga managed to get their heads out of the water. Then something roared behind the "window" of the cave and a two prisoners has been attacked by gigantic amounts of sea water. "Oh, seriously?!" Yaga squealed as they reached the lake's surface again "I don't know about your scientific findings, but remember: 'When you ask the Universe what else can go fuckin' wrong, one thing is sure. IMMEDIATE ANSWER'!" "BUT I SAID THAT COULD BE WORSE, NOT WHAT CAN GO WRONG!" protested the Eliatrop, tugging his hat on for the second time that day. "THE UNIVERSE DOESN'T FUCKIN' CARE, FOR IT THIS IS EXACTLY SAME THING!" Yaga roared, then she narrowed her eyes. "But your version is a variant of optimists." "WHAT'S GOIN' ON HERE?!" Shouted a feminine voice from the door. "Hi, Kira," Yaga grumbled, and she was about to continue to quarrel with Qilby when something came to her. "What...?" The surprised girl looked toward the entrance to the cave. There was a slightly irritated Echo, Adamai with erect scales on his tail, scared Robin and angry Kira. "Oh, you already know each other!" nothing better came to Yaga's mind. ------------- About half an hour and 20 curses later... "Let me make it clear" Qilby raised his eyebrow, trying to keep his teeth from jingling. "As soon as we ran after Yaga, you took off your stage dress, ran behind us, you found her bag and... repeat the last part, please" "I quickly bought the boat and started rowing after you," Kira said, shrugging her shoulders. "Unfortunately, it started to leak and that's why I came with such a delay" "That is possible at all?" Adamai frowned. The thing was Robin's ship was fast. "There are things in the Universe that philosophers, physiologists, and people visiting tax offices haven't dreamed about, dear" Yaga muttered, smiling from the corner of her mouth. And shaking from the cold from head to toe. "Changing the subject," Echo snapped, putting her hands on her hips. "What can I do with her? I can't throw her away..." "Just try it, sunshine" Kira said. "...because she knows the location of the Cursed Citadel" the woman didn't even notice her "Unless... Can we talk for a moment?" "Be careful, she uses the tricky questions," Yaga whispered. "We can" Sram's venerable answered "Only one cute little thing, Yaga, your bag" And she gave her friend's leather backpack, which looked as if it had been made of a random pieces of fabric (mainly in the dark colors). Surprised Yaga opened it and looked inside. Her face was filled with a wide smile. "Echo..." Yaga put her hand on the demigoddess' shoulder, ignoring her angry glance, "I think I can do for you more than massage... But that doesn't mean you can't ask for one." ------------------- Echo conducted a brief environmental interview with Kira and ordered Robin to take her... somewhere, Yaga didn't hear it. Then Adamai grabbed Qilby by his hair (and part of neck) and pulled him into one of the tunnels that led deeper down, and Lady Echo clenched her fingers at Yaga's elbow and dragged her (with the bag) up the stairs to the higher "floor". This part was one of the original parts of the fort, judging by the parallel stone blocks that pierced through a dense moss. But Yaga couldn't take a closer look at them (shame, because at the moss were some really interesting plants and mushrooms), because Echo led her to the door, which looked like a new. It was a large, brightly lit training room with wooden floors and large windows without glass. Near wall opposite to the door stood: Ush, Kali (the daughter of Goddess Sacrier), Toxine and son of Goddess Feca. And they stared intensely at the dark-haired girl. "My dears, it's Yaga," said the woman."She has some extraordinary skills that I would like to check out. Have fun" Echo smiled maliciously and left Yaga alone with a group of demigods. "Damn it," Yaga muttered under her breath. ----------------------- Adamai dragged Qilby to a place where was terribly cold. The drenched man shuddered and jingle his teeth. Death from pneumonia, that on the list of deaths didn't have yet! "It's here," the ivory dragon snapped, removing the thick white winter coat from hanger, next to the silver metal door on which winter motives were and... a frost? Adamai reached for one of the silver snowflakes on the door and turned it first to the right and then to the left. Qilby watched the door with fascination. Once, many centuries ago, he designed such door to the mausoleum of the Firstborn Eliatropes, so that no one could steal their Dofus. Then he and Chibi installed such in their workshops. There was a mechanical clang and the door opened. A cold fog spilled from the inside. Qilby looked at Adamai doubtfully, and the young dragon pushed him to the room, giving him a cloak. Count Harebourg's laboratory was amazing. And bloody cold. In some places, a thin layer of snow was visible. All documents and delicate devices were properly protected from cold. The room was illuminated with some white crystals. All instruments and machines were constructed of silver (or very similar, but stronger metal) and sometimes adorned with star sapphires. Everything was carefully and precisely designed. Harebourg was a true master in his profession. "Beautiful," whispered Qilby, touching the unfinished clockwork owl lying on the table. "But what does that have to do with me?" "We lost the only good scientist," growled Adamai, avoiding telling in what circumstances it has happened to. "Lady Echo wants you to look through his notes and make use of what you have in this sick head of yours" "It was your mistress who finished him," the old Eliatrop muttered amused. "Not your business," whispered the ivory dragon, grabbing his hair, but this time he let go quickly enough. "If you say so..." Qilby grinned so wide that Adamai saw his wisdom teeth. "The door is open, so use them and go out" "How dare you…?!" Adamai felt a fireball rise in his throat. "If I have to work with these I need peace and silence," Qilby said calmly, without stopping to expose his teeth. "And you would not know what that was, even if you were kicked in your tail by it. So out" Adamai's whole body was shaking with fury, but he slammed shut the door. Qilby chuckled and placed the notes left by the previous laboratory's owner on the only free desk. Suddenly he frowned. "Okay, come out," the scientist growled angrily, and the Masqueraider emerged from the shadowed corner. Qilby remembered that he had three masks and now had this looking like a skull with fangs and mane of colorful feathers. The masked man didn't have a coat to protect him from the cold. It looked like He did not even feel the effect of the negative temperature. Qilby couldn't see his eyes, but he knew that the Masqueraider was staring at him intensely. Wonderful, now I have a nanny, the Eliatrop thought angrily, and began studying the Count's scientific projects. ------------------ After an hour, an hour and half later Echo decided to check what's with Yaga. She locked up all the drawers in her office and went down several floors below. The first thing that disturbed her was a new door that was balanced from hinges and thrown out, into the corridor. Among its broken remains unconscious Kali was laying. The longitudinal wounds on her forearms were slowly healed*. Disturbed Echo slipped into the room, which she quickly regretted. The training room looked like after a cataclysm; equipment and mannequins shattered, on the walls and floor appeared traces of burns (from where?). Ush lay in the corner, stuck under the remains of training dummies. Toxine was entangled in the net and tried to free herself, cursing furiously. And Yaga, half lying, twisted the hands of kneeling young Feca back holding his wrists and pinning the toes of her feet between his shoulderblades. "I, fuckin', love this job!" She laughed loud and cheerfully, ignoring Echo's face expression.

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* I have such theory: if this liquid which Sacrier warriors use is called "Sacrier's Blood", then maybe her daughter, Kali can control her own blood? Just a theory. Nothing more.

#fanfic #Wakfu #Qilby #Yaga #Lady Echo

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