#takealook-fall

“jenny... you are my wife, can you believe that? i can’t believe it, jenny, the girl of my dreams, is actually my wife.”

@takealook-fall​: ‘ just let me hold you, for a little while. ’ theo to philip? 

i’ve been in a trash mood lately, so to bring myself out of it, i’m sending out love and positivity to the amazing people i write with and interact with every single day. i have so many talented and incredible people that i write with, so every day, i’m going to do shoutouts to people that especially brighten my day.

today’s shoutout goes to ALI ( go follow at @songbird-not-found​ & @takealook-fall ) !

"What’s he like?” Meg can’t help but be curious. Christine’s life seems so mysterious to her, something much more complicated and interesting than Meg’s own life, or the lives they’d had as children. Her dark eyes turn up to look at Christine as they sit together, stretching after rehearsal. “The angel of music. What’s he like?”

{ @takealook-fall​ asked:  Orpheus is tired. So tired. But seeing her, knowing that he had done the right thing in coming to get her out of here, Orpheus knew it was all worth it and so, inching closer, the man raised his voice. "Come home with me?" }

The scent of him catches her off-guard. She never thought she would see him again. That was partly the idea, anyway. Being away from Orpheus means keeping him safe. Safe from her. It was supposed to be better this way, even if it broke both their hearts.

He speaks, and Eurydice’s heart races. She looks up, and it’s like the sun is shining on her once again.

{ @takealook-fall​ asked (eons ago!) : “ i hate seeing you like this … please , let me help . ” from hades to seph }

persephone huffs indignantly before downing another shot of bourbon. how dare he come down here, actin’ like he’s all concerned. the glass lands on the bar top with a sharp clack.

          “ hey -- ” this wasn’t easy. nothing about this was easy. the world had crumbled down around them. people were calling it world war three , but half of lex’s world was already gone , and it took all the strength she had to hold on to the other half. hannah. be strong for hannah. it was a mantra that had tattooed itself into lex’s mind long before she knew the full scale of what it meant. and now , no matter how fucked the world was , or how much her heart arched , her sister needed her. so she couldn’t fall apart.

         and she couldn’t blame her , either. not for anything. not ever.