Moves Like Jagger

Fic idea by @alathan13 (I kinda tweaked it a little but I hope it still stays faithful to what you originally had in mind.)

If this is shit -which it is- it’s cuz I’ve been recently struggling with writers block and a severe lack of motivation. 🦝🦦

Adam didn’t know what to expect when it came to asking his fellow guardians for advice on how he should go about impressing you -the person he’s been so obviously infatuated, according to his teammates- but it went about as well as any normal team conversation could; contradictions and misunderstandings which over time built up towards a full blown disagreement between the more stubborn headed of the guardians.

Some had suggested that he proved his strength in battle and show you that he was capable of keeping you safe, some suggested that he should just be forthcoming with his feelings and just tell you straight up, whilst others suggested that he should try and find situations where you would be in need of his help but Adam didn’t think that any of them felt like the one he could go through with wholeheartedly.

Due to the lack of a satisfying conclusion, Adam had been left at a complete loss as to figuring out his own way of winning your hand, soon discarded to the back of his mind when he had remembered that he was supposed to be meeting up with very soon at a spot you had originally found, before then kindly offering to sharing it with him when he had accidentally stumbled across it after a particularly stressful mission; With that in mind, Adam left the unsuspecting guardians to continue their squabbling, plan already formulating.

You were waiting for the arrival of your dear friend Adam for a while now and you were beginning that he might’ve forgotten, which was unlikely considering how it seemed that Adam never forgot a single outing you took together to your shared spot, or was called as backup for a last minute mission and wasn’t given the chance to inform you of the change of plans. No matter the reasoning you were about to check up on him and his situation when you found yourself not looking where you were going and having walked into the equivalent of a brick wall, almost stumbling backwards and landing painfully on your ass had you weren’t caught in the strong arms of the very person you were looking for.

‘Adam?’ You said, looking at him and becoming hyperaware of how close you were to one another that it left you feeling heat rush up to greet your cheeks. You already knew Adam was a handsome lad with his golden skin, soft hair along with his bright golden eyes but upon seeing him up close and personal; you soon realised that you had merely caught a brief glimpse of his true beauty. Adam’s skin looked as though they withheld the ethereal glow of a million miniature stars with the way the glimmered and twinkled under any forms of light, no matter if it was florescent neons or natural, Adam looked just as godly as he was intended.

‘I’m sorry,’ Adam started, helping you back to a standing position but not making any effort in pulling away. ‘I was almost late to our regularly scheduled outings because I was…preoccupied with asking my fellow teammates an intimate question…concerning you.’ He finished almost sheepishly as he averted his eyes from yours in an uncharacteristic move of…embarrassment? And were his cheeks a deeper shade of gold, Was Adam perhaps flustered? But most importantly why was it that upon hearing this did you begin to feel an overwhelming amount of warmth dispersing throughout your body; from the tips of your toes to the top of your head, all you could feel was warmth, but it was nice, addicting form of warmth rather then one that made feel as though you were burning from the inside out.

‘Is there any reason why you’d go to them for advice instead of just coming to me?’ You asked with a hint of playfulness. ‘You know they’re too stubborn and hardheaded to come a joint conclusion that they can all agree on? You’d be better off getting advice from literally anyone else.’ You both chuckled, knowing firsthand this to be very much the truth but you couldn’t help but wonder what was about you that Adam needed the guardians help for? Did you come off as intimidating to the golden lad? Or did he not wish to be a burden to you as he paves himself a new road to wander; one where he was in control and what he said goes instead of remaining steadfast in his position as the ever faithful foot soldier. Thankfully you didn’t have to wait long for your answer.

‘The primary reason why I didn’t seek out your advice was because I wanted what I’d do to be a surprise.’ He said vaguely, still looking a little sheepish. It was adorable to see him like this as it just means that there was more sides to Adam that you weren’t privy to yet but hope to in future, should fate be so kind to the both of you. ‘And what kind of surprise would that be mr warlock?’ You said softly, bringing your arms to his shoulders as your fingers fiddled with the golden strands at the back of his neck. ‘I wanted to impress you because as of late I’ve been finding myself indescribably drawn to you, and it wasn’t until recently that I’m informed that what I feel for you was described as feeling such as infatuation, adoration and or in some instances, love.’ Adam admits, making sure to look you in the eyes whilst doing so as though to prove that his words were his truth, which was usually the case with him being rather straightforward with his wording that made him extremely endearing.

You smiled softly as you brought your forehead against his, brushing your nose against his, glad to finally having put your worries out to rest. ‘You never needed to impress me Adam,’ you told him softy, hearing the breath hitch in his throat, ‘you already had me impressed from the start, my golden skinned warrior.’

The Heart Shifting

Camilo Madrigal x Reader

Summary: Camilo has won your heart and soul

I couldn't believe my luck when our family visited the Madrigal household in Colombia.

As soon as I laid eyes on Camilo, I couldn't take my eyes off of him. He was warm, gentle, and oh, so charismatic.

As we talked, I noticed that he had a habit of shape-shifting - something that he explained was common among his family members. And oh boy, did I find it impressive.

As Camilo shape-shifted into different people, I couldn't help but giggle.

It was adorable seeing the way he contorted his body and mimicked the person/object he was trying to emulate.

I knew I was falling for him hard and fast, and I just couldn't help it.

One day, as we were walking in the woods together, Camilo shape-shifted into a magician and plucked my favorite flower - a bright, pink, and fragrant peony out of his hat.

As I gently took the flower at his hand to admire it up close, he changed back into his normal form smiling at me.

"I'm glad to see you smiling," he said, "I like impressing you."

He took my hand and led me further into the woods, shape-shifting every few minutes to entertain me.

Eventually, we stumbled upon a clearing, and as the sun began to set, Camilo took my hand again and looked into my eyes.

"Y/N," he whispered, "I know this might sound sudden, but I've been wanting to tell you this - I'm in love with you."

I felt myself blush as I looked back into his eyes. "Camilo," I replied breathlessly, "I'm in love with you too."

And with that, he leaned in, and we shared our first kiss under the setting sun - a moment that I knew would stay with me forever.

From that day on, we spent every moment together, always trying to make each other laugh or smile. Camilo's shape-shifting continued to impress me, but it was his natural personality that made me fall in love with him.

I knew that I'd found the person I wanted to spend the rest of my life with, and nothing could make me happier.

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Literally so excited!!!! 💜🩷💜🩷 He is going to make such a wonderful Willy Wonka 🍫💜🎩🩷

☆. timothée chalamet as willy wonka !

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The Little Mermaid Live Action

I’m so freaking prepared for this movie and it’s not even funny!!!!!!!!!!! I’ve watched the trailer so many times since the full trailer was released.

The original Little Mermaid movie was and is still one of my all time favorite Disney movies. And now just seeing in come to life is amazing. I can already tell you I’m gonna be in tears probably halfway through the movie.

There are probably a million reasons why I’m so excited but I’m only going to talk about my top 3.

Halle Bailey: She such a beautiful woman and a wonderful singer. I heard her singing only a few times before, but when I really heard her voice was during the Disney World 50th Anniversary and she sang “Can You Feel Love Tonight” and she has such a beautiful singing voice. I also read this article somewhere online about Jodi Benson (the original Ariel) and her opinion about Halle playing Ariel. Jodi Benson has been very supportive of Halle as she plays Ariel and was there when Halle received backlash about her playing Ariel. So, Jodi Benson talked about how it doesn’t matter who you are, what you look, or where your from, it’s about the spirit of the character is what’s important. I 100% agree with her. Halle Bailey is going to do a wonderful job by bring one of the most iconic Disney princesses to life.

2. The Music and New Songs: Can we just take a moment and talk about Lin-Manuel Miranda?!?! As everyone should know, he wrote the Broadway musicals “In The Heights” and “Hamilton” and has also written music for other Disney movies like “Encanto” and “Moana”. Lin-Manuel is also a big Disney fan and he also named his son after Sebastian in the little mermaid. And now he gets to work with Alan Menken (the original music composer) and he was the one who inspired Lin-Manuel to compose music. He basically gets to work with his hero and that’s amazing!!!! I’ve also read somewhere that Lin-Manuel might be Chef Louis in the movie.

Ok, now the music. We all have to admit that the original soundtrack slaps!!!! They are classics and masterpieces. I can’t wait to listen to it again in the live action. I have a feeling some of the songs might be a tad different from the original, but that doesn’t bother me. The have done the same thing in all the other Disney live action movies and I love those movies.

I’m really excited to hear these new songs in the movie. As I said earlier, Lin-Manuel Miranda got up work with Alan Menken and wrote 4 new songs. Can’t wait to hear them and listen to them like a million times once the soundtrack comes out.

3. The Actors: Besides Halle Bailey as Ariel, I think they did an amazing job with the cast. I mean, you could have picked better than these actors and actresses to play these roles.

Awkwafina as Scuttle: If you didn’t know who she is, Awkwafina was in “Jumamji: The Next Level” and “Chang-Shi and the Legend of the Ten Rings”. She is a really funny actress and always makes me laugh. I think she will make a great Scuttle.

Daveed Diggs as Sebastian: I think everyone had a feeling that he would play Sebastian before the trailer even came out. He was in “Hamilton” with Lin-Manuel Miranda and also rapped a whole bunch in the musical. I read somewhere that he might rap in the movie and that makes me happy. He honestly fits the role of Sebastian perfectly.

Melissa McCarthy as Ursula: Just like Awkwafina, Melissa McCarthy also makes me laugh as well. She was in the movie “Life of the Party” and Netflix “Thunder Force”. I’m excited to see her bring out her inner diva while playing Ursula.

Jonah Hauer-King as Prince Eric: First of all, he is extremely cute and hot. When I first saw him I was like blushing like crazy. Also, he was in “A Dog’s Way Home” and the tv show “World On Fire”. I’m excited to see him play Prince Eric. Another thing to point out is that Prince Eric was my Disney Prince crush when I was little and that crush it starting up again.

Those are my top 3 reasons why I am excited about the Live Action Little Mermaid. I won’t be able to wait any longer as it approaches theaters.

I'm trying to see something

Endless light

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Pairing: Miguel o'hara x Black cat reader

Word count: 2200

Warnings: none

Content: Since you did a Zorro one, in the second movie (I think) there is a sword fight scene where they argue and then kiss in the end

Requested by: @alathan13

Excuse the delay, the past week has been crazy. So had to find so time to write. I'm also working on the requests that have come through but just need some time. I hope you like it!

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The hallway was dark, that was until you pulled out your pocket mirror, which was another one of your handy gadgets and you looked through it just to confirm your weren’t going to walk through a bunch of lazer beams.

“So you really are going to marry him.”, was a statement you heard from a man you knew well, maybe too well. You pressed your lips as you pretended to look into the mirror, to make it all look like you just needed a moment to fix your lipstick.

“This is my engagement party.”, you put away your device.

“If you haven’t noticed.”, you lifted your eyebrow as you turned to him, to take in his outfit and along with it the burning gaze with which he was looking at you.

“And yet you’re here, away from it all.” he pursed his lips as if he was hot on your trail.

He walked closer to you and you stepped back, till there was no more room, till your back rested against the wall. He placed his arms to either of your side, caging you within as his eyes found yours after they had dripped low to your lips.

“Let the poor guy know you’re just here to steal the diamond.”, he gave you a smile, a dangerous one as he read your mind.

“Seems like you just want to stop the wedding.”, you held your weight against his pressing focus. Nothing intimidated you and maybe that was why he couldn’t let you go.

“Maybe.”, he shrugged his shoulders with a down turned lip looking away unenthused as if that was the real reason for his attendance.

“Oh no Miguel, have you fallen in love with me?”, you pushed away from the wall to trace a finger down the side of his cheek to tilt his face back towards you, to tease him for his moody demeanor.

But he held your gaze, his eyes softening as he said, “Maybe”.

The smile you had faltered as you pulled away your hand from his face as though you had touched a live wire.

“Go back to the party, enjoy the food and go home.”, you ducked under his arms and ventured further into the hallway.

“And let you commit a crime?”, he fell into step as he caught up with you.

“Always the hero.”, you clicked your tongue as you halted to fix your gaze on him.

“Have you ever wondered why we didn’t work out?”, you raised a question and he parted his lips to answer but you weren’t willing to listen. With every second you spent quarreling with him, you were losing time on stealing what you wanted.

“He’s working with King Pin.”, he held your wrist and pulled you back to him.

“So?”, you furrowed your brows but his touch was sparking the feelings you had for him, again.

“He’s dangerous.”, he whispered with worry in his eyes, he looked like a lost boy waiting and yearning for you to reciprocate what he felt.

You wriggled your hand but he wouldn’t let go. You wanted to argue but before you could,

“and losing his diamond to the National Arts Museum will serve him well.”, he explained further and then it all fell into place.

“You want me to steal it?”, you questioned, now confused as to what his motive was.

“No, I want us to steal it.”, he said with glimmering eyes and you were sure there was a catch to this.

“So I can then donate it?”, you furrowed your brows, the feeling of his fingers wrapped around your wrist made you want to place your hand on his lips, to stop him from speaking so you could trace it’s shape with your fingers.

“Yes.”, he admitted and it broke your daydream.

“No way.”, you responded as you slipped your hand from his hold.

“I’ll compensate you for your loss.”, he still held your gaze and you didn’t want to move away from it.

“Oh how do you plan on doing that?”, you questioned folding your arms to fix him with an unenthused look.

“I have my ways.”, he said as fiddled with the edge of the bow that held your dress together.

“So this is part of your great plan to get me back.”, you swallowed as your throat ran dry, learning that this scheme of his wasn’t for some heroic purpose but for his own.

“I’ve always wanted you back.”, he took a step closer as though he wanted to cup your cheek.

“You’re the one who’s fighting this.”, he said it with a passion that was infuriating.

“Ha right.”, you rolled your eyes, because if not he could see the evident loneliness in them.

You tried to walk away from him again, which was beginning to become difficult. There was an unsaid pull towards him, to stay in his hold, to let his fingers pull away your armour that seemed to fall easily around him.

But as you took a step away, you felt the tug on your hip, to then feel the fabric of your dress slip loose. It fluttered as it felt to the ground revealing your suit underneath.

“There she is.”, Miguel smiled admiring your contoured silhouette.

“And how did you plan on playing that off if I didn’t have my suit underneath?”, you turned to him as he picked up your purse from your hand.

“Wouldn’t have complained.”, he snorted a laugh as he fiddled through your belongings to pick up your mask.

“Would have preferred it that way.”, he found your eyes as he fixed your mask around it and you were glad the dim light hid the colour of your cheeks.

“Your charms don’t work anymore.”, you met his gaze with resilience, he hummed as though he was impressed as his finger wandered down your cheek to your neck.

“Then why is it that your pulse is heightened?”, he smirked and you grumbled pulling away from his touch to pick up your dress from the floor.

“You’re insufferable, that’s why.”, you huffed and caught a glimpse of his tuxedo transforming into his spider suit.

You trudged further till you reached a vault and all you could focus on was his presence trailing behind you. He took shared your cat like abilities to lurk around darkness.

“Don’t follow me.”, you warned him as you flipped open the key pad to enter the code.

“I have an equal stake in this heist. I promised the mayor the diamond will be returned to the museum.”, he had his hands on his hips as your threw him a glance over your shoulder.

“Great.”, you said sarcastically as the keypad turned green, granting you access into the next step.

“How did you get him to share the forbidden code?”, he peeked over your shoulder. The hairs on the back of your neck standing up as you felt his breath on your back.

“Men confess anything in their sleep.”, you mumbled shrugging your shoulders hinting to the ease at securing your entry.

But turning to see him once you had secured your gloves, his stance was failing to mask his jealousy.

“What?”, you asked to battle his stare.

“Is that why you spent the night with me? To collect secrets?”, he towered over you.

“No.”, you said instantly. You couldn’t believe it, that he would even dare to question your motive as to why you had gone to him that night.

“Besides, that was ages ago.”, you turned away hurt at his assumption.

“And you mumbled you loved me in the dead of night.”, you spoke with your back facing him.

“Is that why you left?”, his voice was laced with longing.

“Maybe.”, you told him as you began to open the vault door. The heavy door swung open, enough for the two of you to enter.

He had fallen silent again and it was killing you, to see the effect you had on him.

The final step before reaching your prized possession was a series of tiles that had to be stepped on properly in a sequence.

“Did he treat you right?”, he asked and you sighed.

“Let this go, Miguel.”, you stated as your foot hovered over a tile.

“No, I can’t.”, he pulled you away from the glowing tiles.

“I need to know.”, his mask peeled away to expose his face.

“Did he hold you close like I did?”, he tilted his head. And you were growing annoyed, that if he asked another question, you were going to bombard him with the truth.

“Did his touch remind you of me?”, his eyes were heavy lidded, his face slowly leaning forward.

“Miguel, he was drunk and he fessed it up.”, you spoke out in anger, at his questioning, at the resurfacing memories.

“And yes, I can’t find someone else because every stupid little thing reminds me of you. And the worst is it has only made me miss you more.”, you gestured with your hands, trying to convey your annoyance but his eyes were wide with surprise.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”, he asked softly.

“Because we’re opposites, Miguel. The nature of our work will always get in the way.”, you argued.

“Aren’t we working together now?”, he looped his arm around your waist to bring you closer to him.

“And all we’ve been doing is arguing.”, your eyes bored into his.

“Why can’t you just admit that you’re wrong about this?”, he grew tense as you pulled away his hand from your waist to escape his hold again.

He took a few steps to walk ahead of you to be in your line of sight again but it was a single click that made you both freeze. His foot was on a glowing tile that buzzed red, out of instinct and fear you tackled him to the ground as poison darts shot out the walls above you. You waited till the silence filtered back in to see what you had done. You were sitting on top of his torso shielding him as best you could. When you tilted your face, the tip of his nose was touching yours, his eyes were dark and lovesick.

The alarms began to blare and you resorted to your backup plan. You used your grappling hook to latch onto the structural element above the floor to swing to the other side to then disable the active tiles.

The diamond sat in a glass box, using your claws you drew out an opening to break into it. Safely taking it out of the box, you secured it and in it’s place dropped your engagement ring.

“We need to get out of here.”, Miguel warned as the front door began to seal itself.

“The only exit is through the vents.”, you ordered him to crawl up first.

“But you hate confined spaces.”, he debated.

“For once in your life Miguel just do as I say.”, you yelled as the sirens grew louder. He got in and you followed.

The vents were wide enough to fit two people but his larger body took up most of the space as you crawled up next to him. It was silent for the most part and you were almost to the end when the tight walls had begun to cause your vision to blur. You stopped and so did he.

“Respirar.”, he coaxed you, his hand resting on your back as he comforted you.

So you inhaled and exhaled slowly, your eyes drifting to his again.

“We’re almost there.”, he said softly, and it amazed you. That even after your efforts to drive him away, he never left.

“I’ve never had someone love me the way you do.”, you confessed to him, whispering it between your breaths.

“Like you need me the way you need air to breathe.”, his eyes never left yours as he waited for you to spell out whatever it was that you wanted to say.

“And it’s difficult to accept that when I have spent my whole life, convinced I’m not worthy of receiving it.”, you finished to see him nod softly.

“Is that why you disappeared in the morning? After we…”, he looked away before his gaze found yours again.

“I had fallen in love with you and that scared me.”, you nudged closer as if you were bestowing your most coveted secret to him.

He leaned closer, the walls somehow disappearing around you, now making it feel cozy as his finger traced your jawline before he tilted your chin up. His eyes fell to your lips and before you could give in to kiss him, he did.

It felt like a part of you that had died, had come back to life. Your breath hot against his skin as he kissed you softly, mindful of where you both were but in the hum of the vents, you heard his as he smiled against your lips, as if this was what he had joined this heist for.

He pulled away so that you could get out of the place you were trapped in, you emerged out to the roof and made your escape.

To drop the diamond of at the museum under an alias because what he had promised seemed so much more better than some stone. He took you to the highest point of the city, to continue where he had left of, to let the city lights and stars shower you in endless glimmering light, the same way he gave his love freely.

Sing me a lullaby

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Requested by: @alathan13

Content: Reader has a beautiful singing voice and calms down Miguel when he is stressed

Warnings: none

Word count: 1700

I heard this song yesterday and thought it was a perfect fit for this ask 💖

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You could hear the wardrobe door close continued with soft sound of his feet shuffling inside the bedroom. You were seated outside in the living room aimlessly watching a television broadcast of a travel channel.

He emerged out to where you were as he put on a Tshirt, he spotted you on the couch and gave you a tired smile. You returned it but the pang in your chest grew as he walked away to the kitchen.

“Did you have something for dinner?”, Miguel asked from down the corridor.

“Yes.”, you responded.

“Ok.”, he replied as you heard the quiet click of the microwave door close proceeded by the timer beginning to chime.

You were sure he had taken a seat by the dining table to have his dinner because he didn’t come join you on the couch but for some time now, things had fallen back into a strained mundane rhythm. He was busy and when he wasn’t, you were.

The time you spent together had become lesser and lesser and you weren’t sure on how to fix it. To make time for each other but it made you feel frustrated that he seemed to be doing well without your company, while you were fraying at the edges.

Maybe he was losing interest. You tapped the remote on your thigh.

Maybe he had found someone else and is waiting for you to grow distant.

Or maybe he didn’t love you as you loved him. A lot of possibilities filtered through your mind when he emerged out to the hall again, wiping his hands on a towel.

“I did the dishes and put away the leftovers.”, he got closer to you, to place a kiss on your forehead, you sat there feeling the soft bliss of his lips touching your skin, but you knew this was just a formality. To make up for not having spent any part of the day with you, so your eyes remained on the boring screen while he took a step back to assess your reaction.

“Is something wrong?”, he asked tilting his head to the side.

“Nothing.”, you said changing the channel.

“Doesn’t seem like it.”, he chuckled nervously observing you as you switched off the television and got up, drowning the room in darkness.

“Right, I had forgotten you could see me.”, you said as you brushed past him.

He trailed behind you.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”, he sounded genuinely confused as you put away your earrings.

“I don’t want to talk to you right now.”, you mumbled as you undid your hair and settled onto the side of the bed.

“And go to bed angry? I don’t think so.”, he grew tense too.

“What did I do wrong?”, he asked and all you could do was shake your head in annoyance.

But glancing at him to see that he didn’t know what was going on made you sigh as you got under the blanket.

“Nothing.”, you said softly resting your back on the head rest, coming to understand that you were just taking out your frustration on him using baseless thoughts as a fuel to your spiral.

But he approached you and sat beside you, making the mattress dip into his weight, making you lean into his warmth or maybe you did that on your own.

He rubbed his hand on your back as concern filled his eyes. “cuál es el problema?”, he asked.

So beyond your self control, you leaned into his embrace as you tucked your head under his outstretched arm.

Burying your face into his T-shirt, inhaling the smell of his soap mixed with fresh linen, you let go of the thoughts plaguing your mind.

“Sometimes you seem to forget about me.”, you confided and waited for him to deny it.

To call you overdramatic or push you away or tell you, you were insane. Instead he exhaled forlornly.

“I know.”, he admitted.

“And I hate myself for it.”, he said as he kissed the top of your head.

“I’ve just been stressed.”, he said finally.

You peeled away from him to look at him.

“You know you can come talk to me right.”, you reminded him to which his eyes softened. His hand rising up to trace the rise of your cheek as he smiled empathetically.

“And burden you?”, he tucked a stray strand of hair behind your ear.

“Miguel.”, you shuffled under his hold.

“Is that any better than shutting me out?”, you asked in turn.

He sighed as he got to his side of the bed, your body missing his warmth the instant he moved away.

“I guess not.”, he frowned as if the sudden realization had made him unhappy.

But his eyes glimmered with an idea as he settled next to you. Instead of placing his head on the pillow he placed it on your lap.

His dark silky hair was a stark contrast against the pale colour of the blanket. You smiled at him as he gazed up at you. His eyes alive with thoughts he wasn’t sharing with you, as was yours.

“Sing me a lullaby.”, he whispered as he took your hand to kiss your palm.

“Hmm maybe tomorrow.”, you mumbled as you stroked his hair but instead he furrowed his brows.

“Please.”, he pouted as he stroked your chin.

And all your frustration faded away as you shook your head giving him a smile. This was all you craved, for you to light up his eyes, to be held by him and as you zoned out, focused on your fingers trailing through his hair,

“What are you worried about?”, he tilted your chin to see him and you weren’t sure if there was a unified answer to that question.

“Everything.”, you sighed to which he seemed like he could understand that state of anxiety.

“What are you stressed about?”, you asked as the silence surrounded you again.

“Everything.”, he said as he smiled gently, his eyes finding yours.

You nodded slowly, was he worrying about the same things you were worried about?

Was he worried you didn’t love him?

As if he could gauge what your thoughts were saying, his hand slipped to your waist as his fingers touched your skin beneath your shirt.

“I’m afraid I’ll lose you.”, he spoke the words as you watched fear flicker in his eyes.

“I’m afraid if I tell you I love you, you won’t say it back.”, he gripped the edge of your shirt as if this very moment you could disappear from his hold.

But you had forgotten to breathe hearing his vulnerable reason as to why he held you at a distance.

“Sometimes you get lost in that head of yours, O'hara.”, you could feel a tear trickled down your cheek as you bent down to kiss his forehead. He exhaled finally, relaxing into your touch.

“Obviously I love you.”, you let him wipe the tear stains from your cheek as his eyes began to glisten. Somehow the weight that surrounded you both was no longer present.

“If not I wouldn’t be here trying to fight for us.”, you said sweetly and felt relief spread through you as you watched the light in his eyes begin to spark again.

“You're so much more braver than I am.”, he chuckled as he shuffled closer to lay his head almost on your abdomen.

But were you brave?

Brave enough to tell him what you were feeling?

“Now close you eyes, I’ll sing you a song.”, you told him patting his cheek to which he obediently obliged, waiting for you to sing him to sleep.

He had told you one night, that it kept his nightmares at bay, that he didn’t feel alone and it felt like home, when he heard you sing around him. So you began to sing, not to keep away the nightmares or remind him he wasn’t alone but to convey how he made you feel.

Because he was the essence that brought forth music from your soul. The brighter he shined, the louder you could sing.

“Amor, eres tú

Ninguno como tú”, you began to sing but from the first words that slipped out your mouth, his eyes were on you.

“Todo lo que dicen, solo eso

Hace que se rinda el universo

Como hacen los dioses

Al caer la noche

Para qué correr si no hay apuro?”, you looked down to see him and you felt his pure love engulf you, the surprise in his eyes to the slight part in his lips.

“Si es que cada vez que estamos juntos

El tiempo se detiene y desaperece

Y tú me das todo lo demás

Yo quiero estar donde tú estás”, all you could do was smile softly as the words began to carry the extent of your love to him, because he needed to know that all you wanted was to be here, with him.

“Amor, eres tú

Solo tú

Ya no me hace falta nada más

Si lo más difícil de encontrar

Encontrar contigo”, he heard you sing a new song but the way you sang it made him feel like he had listened to it before, or maybe because even in the chaos of his life he felt your love filter through to him everyday. Even in the silence, even in the frustration, it didn’t change.

He had found the hardest thing, after losing everything he knew to failing in what he did. Finding you was the one saving grace his life had afforded him.

So he rose up, resting his weight on his elbow, not patient enough for you to finish because his heart was undone. He was undone.

He placed his lips onto yours just as you were singing the final line, but it was as though he had heard it all.

“I’m so lucky to have found you.”, he said it as he kissed you.

Your heart was full, your annoyance vanished because there was no more room for fear, there was no need to doubt because when you kissed him your world had come alive and to know that he loved you, shot you up to the skies to live among the stars.

“Don’t you ever let me go.”, you held onto the collar of his shirt as his eyes bored into yours.

How could he when you were the anchor to his soul?

He shook his head fervently, as though that by itself was a solemn oath. With that he rested his head on his pillow, his arms entangled around you to pull you close, with the synchronized rhythm of your heartbeat and the soft hum of your melody lingering in his mind, sleep had found him sooner than before.

The Mr. Sully one is so relatable

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Please reblog it would really help 😩

I’m going to his concert this summer!