Break Time || Open

hayley—swan:

Hayley smiled sadly as she watched the Moroi. “Thank you, I liked you too..”she said gently. At her obvious statement Hayley’s smile faltered somewhat and she glanced down at her stomach. “Yeah, I am..”she murmured.
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"How far along are you?" she asked, her voice close to a whisper. She wanted to hear about other people’s joy. Especially joys she didn’t tink she could ever have.

wonderland-a-teenager:

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keros-mirma:

F l a w l e s s

“My father always said, ‘never trust anyone whose TV is bigger than their book shelf’ - so I make sure I read.” ― Emilia Clarke

Because of my hair I rarely, rarely get recognized, but I was in America, in L.A., a couple of weeks ago and I was in a lift in a department store and the doors opened and this woman stood there, looked at me and just went, “Khaleesi!" and then the doors closed! So that was mental and bizarre and rarely happens but when it does it’s normally on that kind of crazy scale.

gameofthronesdaily:

"Definitely, attention equals pressure, but everything, everything is still so new to me that I’m enjoying jumping on this bandwagon early and seeing how I respond to it. If you spend too much time wondering what you’re going to feel like in year five, you’re not going to feel anything in year one."

Break Time || Open

hayley—swan:

Hayley tilted her head to the side, she could recognize the face.. but there was something different. She studied the woman for a while until she spoke, and then it clicked. Images of the Moroi with light hair flashed through her mind, and she gasped quietly in realisation. 
"Oh, Miss Stormborn? You’re back, and you dyed your hair?" she asked. "You probably don’t remember me, I’m uh, Hayley Swan? I sit here most times," she gestured to the table with a slight, dorky laugh. "But I was also in your suite once.. I think. when you were, not really yourself." she trailed off a little awkwardly. 
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Luna blinked at the Moroi and nodded, “I remember you. I liked you.” She looked around, “You’re having a baby.” Luna’s mind still wasn’t completely mended from her time as a Strigoi. She often spoke the obvious and was more timid than usual. She looked out the window.

Break Time || Open

hayley—swan:

The bell had rung a few minutes ago, and the students Hayley had been tutoring had already rushed out the door, so the young Moroi took the opportunity to sit there for a few minutes, giving herself no longer than maybe five minutes before she gathered up her stuff so she could leave the library; but as she heard someone approach, she stopped what she was doing and looked up. “Can I help you?”

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Luna didn’t say anything to the Moroi who had spoken. She wasn’t even supposed to be in the school. She was supposed to be back in her room recovering. Instead of running off she just stared at her, trying to remember why she recognized her. She bit her lip playing with her dark hair and turning to look outside.
"No, you look familiar is all," she whispered, now wishing she had stayed in her suite.

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Hidden || Stormzera

louisozera:

He closed his eyes at the feel of her lips on his forehead, letting out a long sigh. “I wish I could fix everything,” Louis muttered helplessly, nuzzling his head against her chest. “But I know I can’t. And it makes me feel useless,” he admitted with a tone of disappointment. His arm remained wrapped around her tightly, wanting to keep her by him forever.

"Is that why you’ve been self-destructive?" she asked quietly, running her fingers through his hair, "You can’t fix what happened, but you can fix your mindset, Lou. We can decide to be better people, to appreciate this second chance. I love you, Louis, and as long as you’re by my side I can do anything. Don’t ever leave me alone again. I need you." She kissed his forehead again, just wanting to lay with him.