You Moving Slightly Only To Meet Ghosts Ribs With The Bridge Of Your Nose Smelling His Body Wash As Soap

🍄My sweet mushrooms boy🍄

You giggle watching him sit down, his fingers twirl lightly as little red mushrooms grow up and twirl with his powers, you reach out and once you touch one it shrinks right back down into a little mushroom which makes you laugh more, he closes his hand as all the mushrooms go back to normal, he smiles standing up “ come on darling” you take his hand and he leads you to a large part of the woods with taller trees the sun peeks through the leafs like it’s interested in what he plans to do next, I smile looking at him seeing his glasses rest on top of his head his baby blue sweater has stains on the sleeves and elbows from dirt, his jeans ripped and dirty shoes but even then he was the cutest thing you ever seen, birds flew over head along with squirrels spazzing out when we walk to close we laugh at them. We reach the edge of the woods pass the trees is a field full of flowers with a pond towards the other side, there were so many colors and you look to George “ beloved it’s beautiful” he smiles “ watch this” he bends down and you sit by him, he moves his hands you can see the green magic move out of his hands as he picks a couple flowers and twirls them together, even tho he’s done many things with his powers it always surprised you ever time. He rest it in his hands and there say a flower crown with blue flowers, he rests it on your head kissing your cheek and laughs “ you like it “ you giggle jumping at him kissing him deeply and cup his cheeks, he smiles softly and pulls you toward the field, you guys lay in the middle, he reaches his hand up bc you do too you feel the wind rush through your fingers then you look over finding his nose slightly pink with a blush as the wind nips his pale cheeks, he light brown eyes hold more colors then the rainbow itself, he was beautiful true art. He was nature. You smile rolling over kissing his nose and lips softly as he wraps his arms around you, you cup his cheeks then look to the pond, you giggle getting up. George looks confused as you pull your dress off and panties, his jaw drops as you go running into the pond splashing, you laugh loudly as he gets up doing the same jumping in with you. You both emerge from the water laughing and splashing, you laugh moving closer wrapping your arms around his neck, his arm rest around your waist then a hand on your butt. You both kiss slowly moving your fingers through his hair and hum lightly in the kiss. It was chilly but you both remained in the water completely as the sun beat down on you both, you both got out and laid in the sun, you close your eyes feeling the heat move over your body and then feel a hand opening a eye, George smiles placing soft kisses down your neck and collar bone, his kisses weren’t lustful or desperate but loving you could feel his soft pink lips gently kiss between your breast and move above your bellybutton, you put your arm over you head turning your head to the side feeling relaxed under his touch, he moves placing a kiss on your hips then thighs moving to kiss your knees along with ankles, he kisses the top of your foot moving back up to your belly and smiles resting his chin on your stomach looking up at you “ we should lay like this more often darling” you feel yourself blush and giggle “ should we love “ he only nods as he moves up kissing you more, then rests on your forearm gently kissing the side of your breast and smile as the sky goes from orange to pink then dark blue the star’s twinkle and shine as you both lay in peace, you see something flickering in the corner of your eye, you smile “ George “ he looks up seeing you point to the woods “fireflies beloved “ you smile big as George rest his hand on your hip moving his thumb lightly over your skin and hums, closing his eyes and kisses your breast again “ I’m tired beloved” you smile moving so his face rests between your breast “ get some rest beloved” he smiles moving his fingers as the flowers cover us like a blanket, he brings his hands to rest in your back and gently rests his cheek on your breast moving to kiss above you breast “ goodnight”.

(Artist: wiasdes @wiasdes)

@simpnumber1ne

The will

(Angst, fluff. Really really sad)

I turn my back to him sobbing lightly, that stupid book rests on the table. His will. I just wanted to help him recover and get through it all. I have hope I have so much hope for him to get better. I feel as if I was slapped. He gets up wrapping his arms around me but I move forward pushing him away “ no, you don’t get to do that” I glare at him with tears in my eyes, my chest rises and falls rapidly and I shake slightly“ you can’t write a will then talk about technoblade never dies” I cry more backing up resting my hand on my chest “ you said have faith techno, that thing just seals the fact you have accepted death” his head drops, his face is painted with guilt he hated making you cry“ I’m just trying to be prepared “ i feel a rush of anger as I start to yell “ FOR WHAT TECHNO! FOR WHAT” I get closer and grip his shirt and cry “ you just told me that you don’t care anymore, everything in that book your going to do on your own” he hugs me tightly, I try to pull away but give up after awhile and sob “ forgive me beloved, I didn’t mean for you to take it that way, I just want you taken care of, I just want things to be okay if I don’t…” I look him in the eyes crying more “ I don’t care about what’s left, please don’t say it please don’t. I can barely handle you writing that but to hear you say it hurts so bad techno” I wrap my arms around his neck crying more and start to shake not caring how I looked “ please don’t give up beloved please “ he lifts me up as I cry lightly in his arms, he gently rubs my back and kisses my head moving far far away from that cursed book. I look up at him “ I love you so much please just please, I don’t want a will or anything I just want you please just don’t give up until there is nothing else we can do to help then I’ll take that cursed book and….” I don’t finish and he kisses me softly running my fingers through his hair and grip his shirt tightly as he kisses me more, he runs his fingers through my hair desperately wanting more. He pulls away resting his forehead on mine “ I haven’t given up beloved, I don’t want nothing to happen. I don’t want to know I could leave you beloved but I need to know to know Im leaving you in good hands and in a good spot, it makes me scared at the thought of leaving you alone “ his voice cracks looking up at you “ it helps me rest easier and keep going, I would give the world to know your safe “ my eyes water again “ ooo beloved I love you “ he kisses me softly and smile lightly “ I love you more”. That night I stay up watching his chest rise and fall, he rested his hand on your lap, I gently move my fingers over his cheek and he grunts moving his cheek into my palm and I smile. the medicine make it hard for him to sleep so to see him laid out with his messy pink hair everywhere gave me a peace. I kiss his hand and say a little prayer as I look up I smile sadly and mumble “ it’s not over yet my love”

( I’m sorry it’s sad but I saw his will to philza and bro this broke me, I respect techno and everything just makes me sad honestly sorry🥺)

Trauma is an identity

I cry Lightly as tears run my face and to my dress my tears stain my dress as I feel a warm hand move over my shoulder, he moves down my arm taking my hand. I don’t look up but know who it is, he pulls me closer gently waltzing. The music plays lightly so lightly I didn’t notice him turn it on, the rain hits the large window as he gently hooks my hand and his other hand rests on my back, I rest my head on his chest not caring about the tears that stain his white shirt, I could see his tattoos through the fabric. I focus back on the music, the singer was in love deeply in love, he good to the moon just to dance with the girl he loves, he sings about her cherry lips and long black hair. She was the apple to his eye, his princess. But I’m quakity’s Queen. I keep crying but finally look up at him, he’s been my light in the darkness for years. When the darkness consumed me and told me to give up. He showed up, his beanie was the first thing I saw before he tripped. I laughed then my heart melted when he smiled. The feeling of love felt so foreign to me that I panicked and ran from him. He was perfect, the scar that ran down his face and through his now white eye was beautiful to me, I held no physical scars to show my pain. The first night I accepted him, he went above and beyond. I found my king. I’m pulled from my thoughts when he gently places kisses on my knuckles then moves closer kissing my soaked cheeks “ why must you cry my love” I place my hand on his shoulders as we still waltz in the large main room of the casino. “ I cry to help the pain darling “ he moves his hand up over my cheek, his rings are cold extremely cold on my hot tear stained skin. His eyes were filled with love,the way his brows scrunched in and he showed a bit of sadness. He would give me the world of I asked him too. Is weird to see the same man that burned a nation and killed so many it was weird to see him so gentle. He smiles sweetly as if he got a dangerous idea, my heart fluttered knowing he always found a way to heal a little bit of my heart without trying. He leads me to our shared room, he sits me on the bed and gently moves my straps off my shoulders lifting the dress off.he kisses my collar bones and shoulders whispering sweet words that make me want to cry again, I can feel the love radiating off of him. He moves to my bra gently taking it off and then my underwear, kissing my thighs and knees. He undresses and pulls me on top of him. On rough days or hard nights, we lay naked in silence. I see why human touch is important with in minutes I can’t even remember why I was crying. His arms hold me tightly, I rest my cheek on his chest and trace his tattoos with my index finger. He gently placed kisses on my head and covers us.

(Super short but I’m sad so whatever)

George is found x baby reader (hair stream)

He puts his hair in a small ponytail getting out his face, he yawns stretching. He hears a low whine and smiles walking towards your room. He walks in seeing you awake in your crib whining. he picks you up gently and kisses your little cheek “ good morning darling” you look up at your father gripping your blue blanket and whine, he bounces you lightly in his arms and kisses your head “ I know love, I know” he goes down stairs and holds you close while getting your bottle, you grip his shirt and whimper “I’m sorry sweetheart “ he shakes the bottle and brings it to your lips rocking you lightly and smile rubbing his thumb on your back and sits down at the table, the sun runs through the kitchen window hitting half your face making you eyes light up, he smiles “ look at my pretty girl “ you look up at him and giggle lightly moving your little legs against his stomach. He laughs kissing your cheek. He gets back to the room laying you down picking out little outfits for you, today was his hair stream and everyone really really wanted to see you. He got ready and puts you in your little baby carrier, grabbing a coat and you baby bag. You look around and George laughs seeing you so in awe of everything, Wilbur comes with him to watch you. Wilbur steps out and smiles at you and you laugh reaching your hand out, he laughs holding your hand “ well good morning to you too, sweet girl” you loved Wilbur since you were born, he helped a lot. You grew up knowing him and only him so it made you excited to see him at times. Gets to the place and Wilbur holds you while you babble and hold your blanket, you smile as the other two men just gush over you. They hold your hand and rub your back as you look back and forth between them, George starts the camera and smile “ come on guys, let’s me see her” you giggle at your father as he rests you on his chest, the chat stars to fill with people talking about you “ y/n look “ he turns you pointing towards the camera you look at it and smile seeing your dad in the reflection. Everyone just melts, Wilbur takes you half way through and you play with his beanie and giggle at him while your dad talks. Half way through they lay your blanket down and you get your bottle completely passing out, Wilbur sits by you so nobody steps on you, George looks over and smiles, his heart melts seeing his little girl all relaxed. George finishes and leans down gently rubbing your cheek with his fingers “ y/n..y/n” you yawn and whimper looking up, you cry looking at him, since your birth he never cut his hair, it’s always been long so seeing it short upset you. You crawl into Wilbur chest crying. George looks shocked you’ve never ever denied him. It really broke his heart to see you cry and move away from him “ I’m sorry sweet girl” he goes to reach for you and you pout hiding in Wilbur’s chest. He rubs his neck and Wilbur turns you around “ it’s your daddy y/n, it’s okay “ Wilbur gets closer to your dad and you whine as your dad eyes water, you look up and whine as your dad holds you, he kisses your cheek softly holding your tummy and bottom “ I’m sorry darling, I didn’t mean to scare you please don’t be upset” you whimper and look up at him touching his face looking up at his hair and pout, George hums kissing your little nose “ shh shh I’m sorry” on the way home you still were whining which made George feel so bad, he tried to comfort you so many times when he gets home. He sighs still seeing you cry “ please my sweet girl, I’m sorry” his eyes water and he holds you tightly “ forgive me sweetheart” he cries lightly and you look up moving you hand over his face as if ur whipping his tears, he smiles and chuckles “ thank you darling” he kisses your cheek and hums taking you to bed, you lay on his chest and he gently rubs your back humming a little rhyme as you finally relax” Good night my sweet girl”

( I don’t do George very much but I hope you like it, you know who you are💙🤍💙)

I’m getting tired of this life

He looks down in such a sad way as if the words hurt him but a little smirk remained at the corner of his lips and I felt my heart just ache to see his smile and his red eyes to become bright and beautiful. He moves his hand to my cheek in such a loving way I can’t help but let a soft sigh leave my body.he rubs his thumb over my cheek and a low chuckle erupts from his chest and his low voice says * you’re beautiful *i look up at him and kiss him lightly and run my fingers through his long pink hair and his beautiful red eyes stare back at me. I feel my heart jump and my chest warms up. I love this man and I want to keep him forever and ever.i move closer to him and kiss him more and he wraps his arms around me and lays me down with him. I lay over him and mumble “I love you” I kiss him again and cry lightly “please keep me please”he kisses me holding me closer kissing my neck lightly so lovingly I melt in his arms and under his soft lips and close my eyes and I just listen to his breath and the bed beneath us and just clear my mind. He moves his hands down my back and mumble in his deep smooth voice * my babygirl * the words flow through my ears to my brain and sinks in deep causing me to smile and melt. His words are like a rose they can be beautiful and alive and red but then the thorns prick my heart causing it to bleed but not to the point of death to the point of nearing death. Only for his red ruby eyes to put a bandaid over the little hole and to make me want him even more. I don't know if he knows the control he has over me. I'm a slave to his voice. He could so easily tell me to do whatever and I would do it willingly.i turn to him and beg in the sweetest of voices to hear my name come through his lips. He gives me a smile that could so easily shatter my mind. He leans up and looks me in the eyes and in a soft yet dark whisper “y/n” my heart just stops and I close my eyes and my brain takes his words and imprints them into my mind. I lay my head on his chest and hold his large hand and look at his nails and his skin studying it as if I'll never see it again and move it to my lips and kiss it so soft as if I'm kissing glass and might cut my lip and I hear a deep grunt and look up to meet his eyes. He gives me a smile that could charm anyone and he asks what I'm doing and I just look up like a lost child and say nothing fearing if I did he disappear right from under me. My eyes wonder his chest seeing every scar every cruel thing that this world has done to my beloved. I look to his face seeing more scars. I want to reach out and touch them and show him not everything is evil. I just go blank and feel myself fading. Only thing I feel is his hand on my back and my back is imprinting his touch in a panic to save everything.he moves me up and I follow so I'm at the edge of the bed between his legs and I look up at him and his hands move over a slight fear of death and longing comes over me. His hair moves with his form and over his shoulder near his eyes and I can see the red of his eyes cut through his beautiful pink hair as if they long to be as beautiful as his hair. I feel as if I'm kneeling before a Greek god. His light pink skin and his form is large and his bones are strong. He Could be a Greek god. His hands move over my head and my shoulders and neck. I hold my breath and look up as if I'm under his mercy and close my eyes when his thumb moves over my lips In a soft way and I relax “You're so cute” his voice makes me smile and I move and rest my cheek into his palm. I giggle lightly “only for u” i look up at his chest and see the scars and move my hand up slowly and trace the scars with my finger and hum lightly and he looks at my fingers then my face “you like them” I nod and smile “their beautiful beloved “ I see his eyes become softer as if my words brought him back to reality. I look up feelings my heart ache. My head spins as the voices scream. “He doesn’t deserve this” “ they don’t deserve him “ “ protect him “ “ love him” I feel myself becoming overwhelmed.

I hold his hands close resting my chest on his knees as I kneel before him. He feels me shake. leaning forward he kisses my head and hums. “ what are they telling you my love “ I look up with tears “ t...t..t...they want you to be protected and loved “ his thumb moves over my face gently. I look up and hum “ I love you “ he kisses me softly “I love you more “ he lingers on my lips as if letting go will cause me to fade from his hands. I grip his hands and he rest his forehead on my shoulder. “ I promise I’ll protect you “ i gently run my fingers through his hair and kiss his shoulder and hum a Tune an old tune only he would understand. I feel him relax. The voice start to cry for him. “ protect him “ “ kill for him “ “ he all we have SAVE HIM “ I shake and hold him closer.

Midnight tales

It’s the middle of the night and you go to roll over closer to your husband just to find the bed empty and light whimpers coming from the other room, you yawn getting up, you hear your husbands voice is low and gently, you peek into the room seeing him leaned over his son, he kisses his little cheeks and moves his thumb gently over his head as he whispers to him “ when I meet your mother” he told his son about how you both meet and how he fought wars and promised his son protection and love. He gently lifts the his son holding his head and bottom gently as the little piglet moves his arms letting small cries escape his mouth” ooo no no” he rocks his son lightly as you stand in the door way smiling at him, his long pink hair is out over his shoulders as the moon runs through the room over the walls and floor. The snow falls calmly as if it is watching your husband interact with his son. Tech ears perked up having him glare toward the door then he relaxes seeing you, he smiles as you walk closer kissing him softly then rubbing your sons head and giggle “ you heard what the doctor said he’s only a couple months we can’t spoil him by holding him” techno lowly groans and hums “ he won’t always be this little beloved, I understand the task but he was upset tonight” you kiss your sons head lightly “ just admit your wrapped around his little fingers” techno chuckles and looks down “ it is so wrong tho, he is our first born beloved” you laugh leaning your head in his shoulder and hum “ fine just tonight” you kiss him and your son goodnight but can’t help but stay up and listen to techno tell his son of ancient warriors. It’s funny to believe the same man months before cried to me about how he feared the baby would hate him for who he was, he was scared the baby would hate his pink hair and piglet features now techno wiggles his ears at the infant teaching him how to move them and he speaks pigmen to him only to have the piglet respond in his own babbling mess of words. Techno now adored everything about his son. For a man that used to be cold and blunt and ruthless it was odd to see such a small being lay in his once bloodied hands and just sleep their. The next morning you wake up to an empty bed again, groaning you go to get up but stop looking over finding techno in the rocking chair he made in your shared room, his head was leaned back his hair messy along with his son on his bare chest, making little noises fast asleep, you giggle lightly coming closer “ beloved” techno looks over and groans at the pain in his neck, you laugh going to take your son only to have techno pull back “ no no, he’s asleep” you laugh “ would you like to lay in bed while I make breakfast “ he only nods tiredly moving to the bed. You laugh coming back an hour later finding your son wide awake as techno lays on his side, your son rests on his arm and your son looks over giggling lightly and touches technos face, making you question if he senses are at their peek. You set the trey down and smile “ beloved your son is calling” techno groans pulling his son closer kissing his cheek lightly and groans “ I hear him love”, after that their was no hope in getting your son or getting your husband up.

“Kiss,kill,marry”

Billy Hargrove x reader

You cry lightly into his shirt and grip his Jean jacket, he rests his chin onto of your head and arms tightly around you, you mumble though sobs “ I hate you” he rubs your back feeling guilt comes over him “ I know….I know” he’s put you through nothing but hell. The Whole relationship was hell, from the start each kiss and touch was purely to not feel alone both didn’t want commitment but both didn’t want the other in someone else’s arms so this whole thing was running off of the fear of being alone. Both you fighting like cats and dogs, so many bruises or cuts from passed fights. You couldn’t count it on your fingers how many times you fought with him, morning till night you both fought only having genuine moments when one was hurt or in pain by an emotional situation. When billy father would rage, you broke down the door next to killing the man for being inches from billy. if billy didn’t grab you, you be in prison rn. Him the same when your mother spoke down on you or got loud. He was right there with open arms, he knew how to soothe you and he had all the right words but when the moment passed and a rumor or comments were made, even the slightest change in a mood and you both saw red. But god forbid a man or woman looked either way. Tonight wasn’t the case, billy finally crossed a line. He went to a party, when you arrived you caught him kissing some blond. When he noticed you. You saw his eyes go almost blank, deer in headlights. You stormed off. He ran after you only to meet you in the front yard, you didn’t know you could get this angry but you turn punching him in the jaw, he fell back shocked holding his soon to be bruised jaw, you yelled and called him every name in the book. Out of it all what broke him was how emotionless your eyes were when you said “ I hate you william Hargrove” you meant it, other arguments you say it but he knew ya didn’t mean it this one hit him hard. When he finally got home, he broke down crying. Max was so scared she came to him, asking if he was dying. She’s seen her brother broken but to cry this hard broke even her. After a month of the argument, billy was not the same, he went quite even snapping at his friends and slowly starting to distance himself from everyone. You noticed and thought that he finally found a girl and was keeping her secret. You being a master over thinker, the thought drove you crazy so much so you went to him in rage. But when he saw you, he never moved so quickly to hold you, as you yelled and beat at his chest. He felt a calm come over him and he held you tighter, you kinda calmed down not expecting this from him. “ billy” the way he looked up broke you. you pushed back, backing away “ no,no” he reached out gently around your face, kissed you deeply, you felt the tension and anger, rage, sadness in this kiss and like every single “break up” you kissed back returning it, you ran your fingers through his hair as he brought you closer. You pulled back as you both breathed heavy. Looking into each other’s eyes. You felt your body just become tired and angry, heavy tears ran down your face. He pulled you closer into his chest. You sobbed “ I hate you” he only held you tighter “ forgive me y/n, forgive me please” you never heard him beg even when he’s father held broke bottles to his throat he didn’t beg but this was a beg to live and not be alone “ y/n please, stay with me” you felt his chest rumble and shoulders shake “ I’ll be better y/n please “ you look up seeing the blue eyes you loved ooo so much pooled with tears and filled pain “ y/n pl-“ you cut his off, being inches from his face cupping his cheeks and crying too.” Ooo shut up” you sighed “ why do we do this “ he felt his chest become tight and his skin go cold, he knew the real reason but never said it out loud. You look at him “ why billy, why” he moves your hands with his having you lean on his chest. “ we fear being alone” you felt you heart ache, he was right. He was always right. You lean ur head kissing his jaw moving your arm over his shoulder. “But do you love me “ without hesitation he spoke

“ yes, I adore you “ you turn looking into his eyes searching for a lie but found nothing. He looks up “ do you love me “ you smile lightly “ yes”. Let’s just say the next morning you woke up in his bed, both naked intertwined with each other and in love.

Billy Hargrove x reader toxic relationship!

To say the relationship was good would be a lie both of you on your own paths even when ur paths crossed it was a inconvenient but it kept happening. He asked ya out. Ya said yes and the rest was history only took a week for both of you to be at each other’s throats. You were possessive and a over thinker, a control freak. He was loud rude, possessive, easily provoked. So the night he said he call, he didn’t which left you to overthink. You got mad and he got frustrated with ur silence and ignoring him. He slammed your locker and the look in your eyes made him feel like his fight or flight kicked in, he returned the glare never to be overpowered or undermined. Through closed teeth you told him to meet you. When you both meet, it was good nobody was around and no real objects were around. You both went at it, you accused him of wanting another girl and he blew up because he hated explaining himself or being questioned. The night ended heated but with one gesture and one glance you both held a bond so tight. It all felt so right but it was so wrong. Both ppl with a mindset of being in control constantly brought things down in fire, you held him when he’s dad went on his rampages and beat billy or took his sons pride and stomped it, you held a part of his heart with that. He held yours by giving you the attention your dad never did, you gave him a stool, a platform, a stage to be viewed as a higher power. You wanted any male affection so the fact the most loved and wanted boy in the school wanted you gave you a sense of power. With that when you both would “break up” you both felt that void, that cold aching void. It would eat billy up when he lay in his bed with your perfume mocking him and your shoes or jacket laid in a part of his room. It all mocked him and showed him how much he missed you. For you it was the habit of looking towards the window or his leather jack draped over the chair in front of your vanity or a lighter on your side table. The make up was always like you both first meet full of genuine love and gently words. Wasn’t like you both didn’t love each other or plan a future together but you both were damaged but your traumas made you both fight. The night after the fight, he called and you went out with him, you leaned on your arm as it hung out the open window, you heard the infamous click and puff. He’s window down too. You both sat in silence, you turn ur head looking at him and he looked at you, he moved his hand around your throat placing butterfly kissed your lip, not long kisses but some that lingered on your lips made ya forget. The taste of the cigarette was on his lips but ya didn’t care. His thumb moved over your lips after the kisses, he hums “why do we do this” you felt how your heart ached, you knew what he meant. Why do we fight and argue but come back to this. “ because we know nobody else wants us like we want each other” you said it so coldly, it was as if billy shiver. He moved his hand behind your head, you felt his fingertips on your scalp, closing your eyes sinking into his touch, you turn your head seeing the baby blue eyes that can turn dark in a minute stare back at you. You wanted to kill for him but kill him at the same time. You look over him seeing his red shirt slightly unbuttoned and his gold locket rest over his collar bone, you move your fingers up holding it in your palm on his chest. You both would just touch to touch not a sexual touch but a touch to make ya imprint on it, a touch that made ya rethink it and giggle and stomach flip. He’s hand moved to your cheek as he leaned closer, you moved your hands to his neck as your lips connect, you lived off his kisses. The way they moved and just fit yours so perfect got you every time, how his hand would wrap around ya and rest on your hips as you both kissed deeply, you wrap your arms around his neck. Between kisses he say I love you pulling you closer, you both wised to breath another way hating to pull apart but both always left breathing heavy and flustered. You would kiss his chin and neck,

he would kiss your forehead and nose. A deep passion full of love and want along with desire a unhealthy desire. Only to have it be covered by the arguments or rumors. You wished for theses moments to be forever but you never held you tongue and he never held his which was the cause of petty arguments and unresolved issue. Why did everything have to end with a finger in the face or a door coming off the hinges. The fire you both held was the same that burned you both. But this moment made you believe in hope for you both, a memory to keep the “break ups” a joke, even ppl at school knew that if someone heard of you both breaking up, they would laugh knowing the case and the process. You laugh lightly still up on him, he raises a brow humming. You smile “ we are terrible” he only hums and kisses you again. “ but we are stuck together” and that’s what you wanted to hear till you die.

The mortal who caught a gods heart

“She’s beautiful” I watch her walk pass me and she smile gently at me, her smile wasn’t forced or evil. It was beautiful. Her cheekbones held power even when she smiled. She talked about art and the values of it and how it made her feel, she was art. She was a Greek statue if not then an old famous painting. Age is beauty and she’s shown it well, I watched to touch her so bad not in a sexual way but in a way like when you see glass, a beautiful glass statue, you can gently move your fingers over it and look through it. I watch her from afar as she’s speaks out the painting she loves so dearly, I sit on the other side of the museum and can’t even bring myself to look at anything else but her, she was a true piece of art. My soul ached to feel her. Her face was beautiful, her nose to her legs, I’ve never been one to look at legs but hers were beautiful. I sit on a white bench and sigh feeling defeated until I hear a voice, I look up meeting her eyes and wow was all Could say but I said it out loud, she giggles omg, she giggled . I felt like I was gonna fall over, I sit dumbfounded by her. She lifts her hand elegantly and I shake it ooo so gently like she was really glass, she got a bit nervous and I spoke more asking for her favorite pieces. Her face lit up like a child with candy, she pointed from afar at the painting that rested on the wall, the way she described it made me want to fall in love, the painting was of an ancient garden and held a beautiful blue pond. she said the pond was the middle bc it symbolizes the mind as a calm gentle thing but also powerful enough to cause destruction. Flowers symbolize the thoughts in one’s mind, we are all born pure and the flowers were pure but held ideas. The pink and orange sky are emotions in the mind well one of a woman’s mind, pink was compassion,love,feelings, orange was the power to want or need but she said the orange to her was the urge for love, I look over seeing her eyes held a calm, they held love. If this painting was a person I would have no luck of having her this brought her a type of love no one could ever give her, her heart belonged to this painting and Mine belonged to her. I will admit it was a silly thought but I was jealous of a painting, how unfair an object stole her heart before I could but to see her face the way it was made me want to sit like that forever. Ooo to be this simple minded, not a care in the world only a large room full of art and young women deeply in love with one piece, things I give up to have this moment painted and put on a wall, her face was art,it was meaning. I sigh deeply being to feel overwhelmed by her, I was dumbfounded, caught in this web. I run my fingers through my hair and breath deeply feeling a blush creep onto my face. I wanted to give her another name besides art. I didn’t know her name but I needed no name for beauty, she could be a rose in a garden and I would still know her, I felt like a school boy that had simple stumbled on the prettiest girl in the school but no I’m beyond my years and I found something beautiful, I felt my knees become weak. “ you’re beautiful” that’s all I could say before looking away, she giggled lightly resting her hand on my arm, I felt like I was gonna fall. Help was all I could think, help,help. I felt warm and her touch was like ice cold and smooth. She made me so nervous but so comfortable. I lean forward feeling her hair and smile as she looks at me. I didn’t know what took me over but I kissed her and she kissed back, this is what heaven is like, beautiful round lips curved at the bottom so she held a pout, beautiful eyes. I felt like I was standing before a goddess, she held so much power and here I am disguised as a human to see her, I’m a god who fears a mortal. She could break my heart and I would still roll out velvet carpets for her, I move closer “ be mine” she moves her hands in my mind and smiles ooo so big her voice was gently and her words were like melting chocolate ooo no not chocolate but like beautiful tea it was so hot but filling. Her words could of brought me to

My knees her voice made my legs shake “My heart is and always will be yours” she comes closer cupping my face “ I know it’s you“ I look away “ how” she laughed intertwining our fingers “ I see you in my dreams, then a tall god like man happens to come here asking about my painting, the painting you inspired an artist to make just for me” I look away “ you are so clever now aren’t you” she smiles getting up, her dress moves with her figure, I snap out of my Hallucination and go after “ I will not loose you again in this life or another my love”.

(Artist: nachtflut on Instagram)

(Anybody want a part two👀👀)

Mini crown

Your around three and a complete busy body but nobody nobody loved you more then daddy techno. You crawl over holding your little toy in your mouth and sit down Looking way up at the 6,7 piglet and let out a happy giggle pulling technos attention to you “ hi little one, aren’t you busy today” he bends down picking you up with no problems and you laugh loudly when he blows blueberries into your neck and tickles your little stomach a laugh rumbles through his chest as you grip his hair and lean your head back “ no baba” you scream. He laughs kissing your little cheek as you drop your toy and place your small hand on his face and nose complete infested in your dads face. Then a loud bang and yelling comes from outside “ TECHNOBLADE SURRENDER NOW OR DIE” techno rushes upstairs giving you a bottle and hides you “ shh shh my love I’ll be back I promise “ he kisses your head as you whimper reaching for him “ baba” your eyes water as you try to crawl out the basket then you hear the door close and know he left, you sit down holding your toy and cry out “ BABA”. A couple minutes pass and you whimper and then hear the door open and meet your distress grandfather philza picks you up gently rocking you “ it’s okay I’m sorry “ he holds you close and you grip his shirt and whimpering “ baba, baba “ you cry out and he rubs your back gently “ he’s coming it’s okay he’s coming”. Philza stays with you, he puts you down and you crawl towards the door and whimper “ baba” philza heart breaks seeing you so upset. Hours passed and you lay down on the couch as philza reads to you the door opens and techno looks around frantically then looks at you he sighs in relief, blood rests on his cloths and face. He picks you up crying lightly placing kisses all over your face, you scream wrapping your arms around his neck “BABA” he smiles and looks to philza “ thank you” philza smiles patting his back “ anytime mate “ philza leaves and techno holds you close taking you upstairs and you whimper holding onto him tightly as he kisses your cheek and head “ I’m here, I’m here “ you look up with watery eyes and he’s heart just melts seeing his little girl miss him, he fills the tub and you rests on his chest as he gets into the tub rubbing your back lightly putting soap on you and placing small kisses in your face and one on your nose “ I know love I’m sorry” you whimper not letting go at all. After the bath, he gets you in your little night gown and brushes you hair and smile looking at the mirror up at your father “baba” he looks to the mirror smiling big seeing your face light up “ you ready for bed, you giggle lightly as he picks you up and walks towards the bed, he lifts the covers having you crawl to the side, he lays down and you crawl over resting on his chest “ good night my sweet girl”.