colour me happy...
thirty-something; introvert; north dakota; fangirl; hopeless romantic; christian; anglophile; history fanatic; reading nerd.
thirty-something; introvert; north dakota; fangirl; hopeless romantic; christian; anglophile; history fanatic; reading nerd.
Me: wow I’m way too attached to fictional characters
Me: *sees y’all send death threats to writers because you didn’t agree with their decisions*
Me: never mind I’m attached the healthy amount
(via sansacat)
seras-sanctum-deactivated202005:
wow i just cant take this anymore *continues to take it*
Oh mood
(via sansacat)
i LOVE BEING IN BED !!!!!! i love being all cuddly and warm and curling up into a ball and feeling tiny !!!!! this is what life’s about !!!!!!!!!!!
(via averil-of-fairlea)
𝖒𝖊𝖉𝖎𝖊𝖛𝖆𝖑 𝖆𝖚 🗡️
This is giving bittersweet goodbye vibes and now I’m inspired 🥺…
Rey pulled back on Ben’s hand as he led her to the carriage. “What do you mean you’re not coming?! I told you I’m not leaving the city without you!”
“It’s not safe here anymore. I won’t let you stay and risk your life.” He turned, cradling her face in his hands. “I’ll come find you, I swear it. I can’t leave yet, not until I finish this. I know what I have to do.”
Chin quivering, Rey lifted to her toes and pressed a searing kiss to his lips. The kind she hoped would haunt him and remind him of his promise every moment until they were finally together again.
“What you have to do is stay alive,” she murmured, her words much more of a command than a request.
Ben’s lips curled in a half smile. “For you? Always.”
One more heated kiss, and before Rey knew it she was traveling through the darkness on the bumpy road, watching out the window as the outline of her husband become smaller and smaller.
If things had been different, she’d have fought him until he agreed to let her stay. She wouldn’t have left his side while she was still breathing, and she’d risk her life to do so. But as it was…
Rey pressed a palm against her abdomen, smiling through the tears and reassuring herself softly.
“I’ll tell him when we meet again.”
Anonymous asked:
How do you feel about “You cannot see me in my dress before the wedding!” or "My wife has a nice ring to it." with Steve <33 ? I feel like of all the Steve writers I’ve read out there you can really do a wedding with him justice💜💜
starryeyedstories Answer:
I hope you love this, honey bun 🥰
Warnings: F!reader, brief mention of smoking
You were immeasurably grateful that the knock on the door came just after you had asked your bridesmaids to give you some time alone before the ceremony. Thinking that it was one of them- most likely Robin- coming back for something they had forgotten in the dressing room, you remained in your seat at the dressing table and waited for the person to walk in. A few second passed without the door opening and then another knock sounded, this time accompanied by a voice.
“Babe, are you there?”
Your eyes widened and you twisted in your seat to stare at the door in disbelief.
“Steve?”
“Yeah, it’s me. Are you alone?”