Col’s Lustrous Locks

liam dating reader who struggles w/ an eating disorder would include

he has always loved you, and began to love you even more when you accepted your problems and began to speak out, timidly at first, but more and more confident every day

and that’s what liam loves so much about you - your courage

how confident you can be, sometimes not realising it yourself

when you look in the mirror for too long and liam notices, he always shouts

«yeah, you look amazing today, aren’t ya?»

you’re not used to speak about your pain

but it’s somehow more comfortable with liam

your relationship with food is very complicated and you and Liam have to make compromises

he sometimes gets very annoyed at some of your «things», but he just needs time

it’s always too much for him - everything happening at once, changing around him and he has no control over it

he just wants you to feel better

you are the first person that liam has been through many, many hardships with and now he just can’t see his life without you

there are days when you’re ready to give up

liam goes out on business and you just let yourself lie in bed all day and hate yourself, not eating a single thing, because it’s never makes you feel good

liam comes in the evening and sees you - the most beautiful girl in the world - in a huge t-shirt, with messy hair and circles under your eyes

so he drags you back to the bedroom

during sex, you can’t relax and think about how you look

liam takes your face in his hands and looks you straight in the eyes so that all your attention is on him and only him

and he thrust deeper in you

and you can feel him closer than ever

it feels so great… like two of you become the one

you both hated each other when you first met, but you immediately hooked him - there was a boundless mystery about you, as if you knew more than anyone else

he’s the real mom-boyfriend when it gets to doctor’s prescriptions

«how ‘re you feeling today love?»

liam’s family = your family

when you’re feeling especially miserable he sometimes don’t really know what to do, but he heard that it’s important for you to drink enough water so he proposes you to dink something literally every ten minutes

he has your picture in his wallet

and its funny because he don’t use his wallet that often

but still carries it around, just so he can see you anytime

you give him hope and you make him stronger

and so he makes you

♥︎ i tried to make it as inclusive as i could! i’m so sorry if it doesn’t suit somebody ♥︎

Faunlet!Peter || Neighbors au:

The year is 1969 and Tony Stark just moved into town. His next-door neighbor May Parker brings him a pie as a welcoming gift but his eyes aren’t on that but on her fifteen-year-old nephew Peter. Tony tries to hide his interest in the younger boy but not Peter. He’s flirtatious and he doesn’t care who sees.

“Oh Peter. Is your aunt here?”

“Nope but you can come in.”

“Oh no I–”

“No come on!”

“Oh! Wait–and I’m inside. I shouldn’t be here–”

“Why have you been avoiding me?”

“I–I didn’t mean to. I was just busy.”

“I’m starting to think you don’t like me anymore.”

Oh, I do. “That’s absurd.”

“Really? Cause I missed you…a lot.”

brooklyn baby | lana del rey

go to sleep x damon albarn

*fluff*

tw for anxiety and hypochondria

i walked up the stairs of our apartment getting ready to go to bed. i did this everyday, get ready, listen to music, fall asleep. but some nights that was just too hard.

i was laying in bed waiting for damon as i started to look at my chest. i found a red mark on it, almost like a blood vessel. i started to get a little hot as i stared at it. i felt around and noticed a dent also, it hurt a bit. my mind went stright too my chest incaving. i couldn’t wait much longer, i had to get some sort of reassurance. i ran down the stairs with a worried expression.

“hey baby” he looked and saw my face and his dropped to a sadend expression “oh no what’s wrong” he whispered trying to be careful with his words.

i started to tear up, i hated doing this too him. i was always worrying and bothering him with something.

“i found another spot, my chest hurts, my head hurts, and i feel dizzy” i said quietly. that sentence was like a mantra for me.

“oh come here” he wrapped me in hug “i know no matter what i say it won’t change your mind but i promise i’m here, and while i’m here nothing is going to happen”

i rubbed my fave into his tee shirt feeling the warmth of his chest. i could hear his heartbeat and it made me smile. we were here and we were okay.

damon then lifted me up on to the counter as he let go of the hug. i watched him as he walked to our fridge and grabbed me some water. he then reached up further and grabbed the ice cream. he turned and smiled a dorky smile at me. he always knew how to make me feel better.

he grabbed my hand and helped me off the counter. he pulled me too our bedroom, lightly gripping my hand.

he jumped on the bed and patted the side next to him as an indication for me too join him.

i blushed a little at how many butterflies he gave me even after all this time.

i crawled up next to him and we started eating the ice cream. with his other hand he grabbed his ipad and put on our favorite show on netflix.

while watching the show i could see damon get sleepy, but i knew he was only staying up to make sure i felt safe.

i reached for my heart ever so slightly to check my pulse. it was a compulsion i had, i just wanted to make sure i was still alive and my heart hasn’t stopped.

“i can see you” he knew this was something i shouldn’t do. something that is just feeding my anxiety more fuel.

“i’m sorry” i said, i didn’t want him to be mad.

“don’t apologize that’s what i’m here for, that’s what your here for too. we’re here for each other”

he always knew exactly what i needed to hear.

i watched the rest of the show with my head leaning in damon’s shoulder. my eyes shutting little by little.

“go to sleep bby, i’ll be here right when you wake up” i nodded, i really needed rest and so does he.

we eventually both fell asleep in that position while damon played with my hair and i traced partterns on his chest.

i felt at peace with him, before when i was on my own doing this stuff i’d cry for hours. but now i feel so settled with him.

he made me feel so safe and so welcome. he is my home.

milk maid honey

Thanatophobia Thoughtdump

1. If we are able to worry about it, it means we are alive right now.

2. Don’t try to envision what’s beyond it, unless you’re religious, because it’s physically impossible. Our brains don’t have the capability to imagine it.

3. I try to distract myself with the political world, as it’s much faster-paced and very grounding in how it changes so quickly.

4. Yes, I am terrified, and wondering how everyone else is happy, but then I have to remember that many of us haven’t truly lived yet. Many of us have been resigned to quiet, boring lives by overprotective parents.

5. It mostly hits you the strongest when you’re the least satisfied with your life; when there’s so much you want to achieve but you don’t want the time to pass in order for you to be able to.

6. Life is an A-Z, NOT an A-B.

7. It’s time we went searching for life’s peripheral, rather than just the tunnel.

8. Obligatory the-school-system-has-failed-us: life is prepared until you turn 18 and most children see that as being forever away. I reached 16 and then felt wrong going any further. Education for children is often centred around “don’t do this or you will DIE and it’ll be HORRIBLE” which is fine to prevent a toddler from doing something, but completely forgets that one day that toddler is going to grow up.

9. Today is in its own bubble, and I’m going to try and believe I’m okay.

warm summer walks at dusk, collecting my favourite flowers.

Graham: Morning.

Damon, in the studio: It’s close to seven PM.

Graham: As I said, morning.

I can’t stop replaying what happened over and over in my head. I want it to stop.