#Brielle Von Hugel

[anarchiii]

The One That Got Away —ACOTAR AU

Oneshot | warnings: angst | Azriel x Y/N

Summary; Y/N is Azriel’s best friend and a Valkyrie in training, she bears affection for Azriel, but the one she loves adores Elain Archeron, a far better match. . .

Note: this is an AU it’s not in the books.

Masterlist

Y/N’s POV

I love you. Is what Y/N desperately wanted to say to him. To Azriel, her best friend. That she, not Elain. Belonged with him. She had silently loved him for decades, he was perfect, he was so kind and thoughtful, he was so so perfect. Y/N had met him over sixty decades ago, Rhys had taken interest in her for her unique abilities. She was able to make maps, detailed renditions of the exact place, people and everything. It was like they were actually looking at them. It was a mirage of course.

She was taken under The Shadowsingers wing for the ability. He had found you extremely helpful when doing his Spymaster things. Over the years you two had grown closer, he had started to confide in you, talk to you—about anything really, his job. Books he liked, his dreams—and you had done the same. You both had found you got along with one another well. But over the years your affection for him was no longer platonic, but something more. You loved him, really. But for a spymaster he sure wasn’t very good at noticing Y/N’s affection for him. When he’d be training with Cassian and he’d take off his shirt. She would try and read but always get distracted ogling him—his muscles— She was practically drooling over him and everybody except Azriel noticed. Like whenever Y/N would be chatting with Feyre or Mor she’d start talking about Azriel—so much in fact your friends had to basically shove something in her mouth to get her to shut up.

There was only one problem. Azriel was in love with Elain not her. She’d noticed ever since Elain had showed up Az had been spending all his time with her, oh. Y/N wanted to go get lunch with him? Nope. He was always busy, busy with her. A couple of weeks ago Y/N was celebrating her birthday and had invited Azriel, he’d never showed up. She had waiting hours for him, even after the party had finished and everyone had gone home she’d still waited. Eventually she’d given up and gone home—sulking in her to big bed—the next day she’d gone over to Azriel to confront him, he was standing near one of the many balconies talking to Elain, storming her way over to the pair she turned to Azriel ignoring Elain’s presence entirely. “Why didn’t you come to my birthday party Az?” Y/N demanded. She watched as Azriel’s eyes widened slightly with surprise. He didn’t even remember? “I’m so sorry Y/N I completely forgot, I had been talking with Elain and I must’ve lost track of time” Azriel said apologetically, But she didn’t miss the way he’d said talking, Violet looked to Elain from the corner of her eye to see the female blushing slightly. They’d been kissing. Elain had been sticking her tongue down his throat. While she had been waiting at the party with eyeliner running down her face. She was beyond pissed at both of them. Y/N sucked in a deep breath fighting off the urge to claw the woman’s face off. “We’re so sorry Violet if we had known it was your birthday we wouldn’t have gotten distracted, once again were both so sorry” Elain said. “Save it Elain. I don’t want your petty excuses, just leave it.” She snapped.

“Hey, there’s no need to be mad it was a simple mistake. Besides the party wasn’t that important anyway, we can just celebrate it some other time.” Azriel said, anger lacing his every word. She couldn’t believe him, Wasn’t that important? It was her birthday for fucks sake. “To Hell with you!” Y/N said baring her teeth at him. With that she stormed off ignoring, Cassian’s confused look.

She barely made it to her apartment before breaking down into tears. She hadn’t meant to say those things to them but she couldn’t help it. How had she fallen in love with Azriel in the first place? And why had she pursued him even though he clearly didn’t see her that way. She was about to go and hop in a nice warm bath when knocking appeared at the door, She walked over to it opening it as she wiped away her salty tears, looking up she saw Azriel standing there, what did he want now? “What’s wrong with you?” Azriel asked, oh, oh. “What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with you!” She practically screamed. The audacity. She looked into his eyes—eyes so full of anger, anger that was directed at her— she glared at him and he glared back. She was definitely not in love with him anymore, the thought made her tear up. Salty water streaked down her already wet face.

She looked at him again to find not even an ounce of pity or regret or anything apart from anger. That made her cry more, so she whispered “I can’t believe I was ever in love with you” Azriel’s eyes widened at that. He opened his mouth to respond but Y/N had slammed the door in his face, locking it before sliding down it. Until she was hugging her knees, sobbing. She briefly remembered frantic knocking on the door, she didn’t open it. It eventually stopped. She got up and stumbled—because she’d been sitting for so long— to her bathroom, drawing a bath before stripping off her tear soaked clothes. She got into the boiling hot bath. Breathing in and out, her heart trying to regain a steady rhythm. After a while the bath water went warm then cold, her skin akin to a prune. Getting out of the slippery tub and drying herself off with the nearest towel. She barely put on clothes before she flopped onto her bed, bursting back into tears.

She woke up the next day in a daze, her pillow soaked. Her bed a mess. She rolled over on her bed, ending up on the floor with an “bitch” Violet groaned. She got off the ground and sauntered to the little kitchen, popping on the kettle to make some tea. She started on some toast while she waited. After she had finished breakfast and gotten on some decent clothes. She stalked out of the apartment and made her way to the townhouse. Once she was inside she made her way to Rhys’ office.

She rapped a few knocks on the door before a “come on in” came from inside the office. She opened the door and walked in before closing it behind her. Rhys met her eyes from behind the desk and she knew he was aware of what had happened yesterday. “Hey” she whispered “hey” Rhys repeated. “Could I talk to you please?” Y/N whispered.

Azriel’s POV

Azriel felt terrible. He’d felt terrible ever since those words had came out of Y/N mouth, Loved you. Violet had loved him. He hadn’t talked to anyone since yesterday, no one, not even Elain. He had given Rhys a brief explanation telepathically. He had been throwing up non stop from guilt and shame. After a while he eventually got up from kneeling at the toilet. He changed clothes and wandered over to the dining room where he saw Rhys, Feyre, Nesta, Cassian and Emerie talking and eating, Rhys looked up from where he’d been looking at something and when he met his high lords eyes he immediately knew something was wrong. He followed Rhys out to one of the many terraces, “What happened?” Azriel inquired. “Y/N leaving is what happened.” Rhys said gruffly. Leaving? No that can’t be right. “Why is she leaving?” “I think you know the answer to that question. You have cost me a very valuable member to our inner circle Azriel.”

He felt sick. What had he done? He had completely ruined a decades long relationship with his best friend all because he fell for another woman, he should’ve known how she’d felt. He’d caught her staring at him on multiple occasions. When he’d put on a nice suit and she would just stare. And look starstruck. But he had just ignored it. “Do you know where she is?” Azriel said frantically, “back at her apartment probably if you fly fast enough you could catch her.” Rhys replied. He didn’t say anything else before he blasted off the terrace and flew faster than he’d ever flown before. He practically slammed into the cobblestone road outside her apartment. He raced up the steps to her floor and slammed his fist against the door. The face thar greeted him when the door opened was not one he recognised.

Violet’s POV

She had been zipping up her bags when frantic knocking shook the door, she knew who it was before she even opened the door. Blue eyes met those of brownish gold, in the most steely voice she could manage she said “what are you doing here.” the surprise on Azriel’s face said it all; She had never looked at him this way. “I’m here to say I’m sorry, I really miss you, I’ll stop seeing Elain. Please I just want you back” Azriel said, but she could hear the lies dripping off the words. She did feel a little bad for Elain she hadn’t meant to snap at her. “It’s too late Azriel I’m leaving for the Summer Court now. Good luck.” She said simply then she winnowed her bags away before locking the door to her empty apartment and sauntered past a shocked Azriel before winnowing away to the Summer Court.

-Two Years Later-

Y/N couldn’t believe it had two years now, it seemed like just yesterday she was working for the night court, drinking wine with Mor, bickering with Cassian. Reading with Amren, discussing painting techniques with Feyre. Having deep conversations with Azriel. Discussing fashion with Rhys. Laughing with Nesta, tending to the garden with Elain. Although she regretted what had happened with Azriel, she had stayed in touch with the inner circle. She had started talking to Elain again via letter. A few months ago she had sent a letter to Azriel to say she was sorry for the things she had said to him and that she wished him well. She had a lovely villa by the beach and now worked for Tarquin, she had met a nice man a year ago, she was now engaged with a baby on the way. She wished she had handled it better with Azriel but the past was the past.

The End.

[chasing-caws]

Furyjack songs- not all are originally written as romance songs but they all fit their vibe imo

Badlands- Bruce Springsteen

Rewrite The Stars- Zendaya & Zac Efron

Another Love- Tom Odell

Fourth of July- Sufjan Stevens

Little Talks- Of Monsters and Men

Atlantis- Seafret

Iridescent- Linkin Park

Fix You- Coldplay

Til Kingdom Come- Coldplay

I Will Wait- Mumford & Sons

I Was Made For Loving You -Yungblud cover

Slip Away- Ruelle

The Night We Met- Lord Huron

Home- Edith Whiskers

Paralyzed- NF

Somewhere Only We Know- Rhianne cover

Scott Street- Phoebe Bridgers

Someone To You- Banners

Coming Home- Sheppard

How Do I Say Goodbye- Dan Lewis

In The Stars- Benson Boone

The One That Got Away- Brielle Von Hugel cover

[howdoesagrapewrites]

Angst(?)

can you make a fanfic where reader’s death is pavitr’s canon event and he and gayatri is very sad for a couple months but then a new spiderperson is introduced to the spider-gang and boom its reader from another universe, he finds out and invites her to his world so that he can show her to gayatri and they break into tears because of how much they missed reader

(I’m not good at explaining so if you can’t understand I’m so sorry😭)

(It can be yandere,it can be normal wherever you’re comfortable in)

𝘽𝙚 𝙪𝙨 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙

Cw: major character death, angst, hurt no comfort, poly!fem!reader x Pavitr Prabhakar x Gayatri Singh, reader has braided hair but it doesn't specify anything else, this has references to tricycle, grief

Notes: haha, someone asked for angst 🙂 I'll give you angst 🙂. I decided to make it non-yandere because honestly, I think these two would NOT survive losing reader. I recommend reading this listening to any of these songs: The one that got away - Brielle Von Hugel, Mystery of love - Sufjan Stevens and Pretend - Alex G and Two slow dancers - Mitski

There was nothing quite as lovely as the air in late spring. Pavitr liked seeing your skin glow in the sun, the way you stretched your limbs like a lazy cat when you were laying in the grass of the town square after school. Your school uniform only slightly messy, your braids would cascade on the green grass as you laid your head and take a sip of your juice box.

"Gaaah, I don't even want to know my score in that chemistry quiz" Your face contorns in faux agony and you roll around the grass adding to the dramatic effect

"Do you need a hug?" He asked with a cheeky smile

You pouted and nodded with a little noise, and Pavitr, who had already set his backpack and other things aside to prepare, jumped into your arms, hugging you tightly and rolling around with you

"You're not coming? You flashed your best puppy eyes at Gayatri, who was pressing a cold soda can next to her cheek to fight the heat, she arched an eyebrow and moved her lips to the side "are you guys sweaty?"

You and Pavitr looked at eachother, in silent agreement, then said a very long but not very convincing "Nooooo", she looked at you with distrust, and tried to crawl away from your spot, but Pavitr grabbed her by her ankle and you followed, you pounced on her and you trapped her between your bodies, ignoring her screams mixed with laughs and pleas for you to get off, even in playful fighting, she welcomed you.

He was freshly Spider-Man when the bus accident happened, or was supposed to happen. He understood the might of the mask for the first time, when he hugged you both after saving the bus from falling, completely forgetting about how he had to keep his secret identity, secret. It didn't matter, you were safe, inspector Singh was safe, Mumbattan was... It definitely had looked better, but at least it was standing. He loved being Spider-Man, he was about to lost the people he cherished the most, but he was able to save them.

He saved you both one, two, three, far too many times, his heart would always return to life after seeing you alive and well, Gayatri was a target more often due to her being more recognizable, being inspector's Singh daughter as well. That's why it was such an unpleasant surprise when the green goblin took you, he had been silent and Pavitr had no idea where he hid you, he had no secret lair to go look in, he wasn't bulldozing a building or anything of sorts that would give him a clue.

He frantically looked for you, feeling his muscles tense up and his insides feeling like they were tied into knots, he tried to focus as if every thought of doom wasn't racing in his head. He tried to calm himself down, this had happen before, but you always come back, the three of you always come back, always together in the end. And this time it was the same, he was able to save you mid fight with the green goblin. He loved his spider powers more than ever, he's not only the most dashing hero in two legs, he's easily the most versatile, who else could save a girl from falling so seamlessly?

"Y/N?" He called your name, recognizing you were in a shock state, he wanted to make sure you were stable enough to take you to a hospital. He'd gladly run away from a fight if it means saving you

The green Goblin's voice mocked him in the background "you don't understand?" of course he didn't, he saved you. He saved you

"Y/N? I saved you, you can't be-" No... No, no, no, no, no. "You can't be dead, I don't want you to be dead!" His tears blurred his vision and left a dark patch in his colorful mask. You loved that mask, his suit, you loved that he was Spider-Man, but most importantly, you loved Pavitr Prabhakar and Gayatri Singh.

"I saved you, honey, can't you see?" His voice was breaking, that wasn't a question, it was an entreaty, a plead. A prayer leaving his lips, his soul. He asked for only one thing, "Don't be dead" whatever came next, he'd handle it, you'd handle it together, but how can he protect you, stay by your side when you weren't there? When in just a couple hours your body would start to get stiff? Leaving more than evident what he was holding in his arms, was not his beloved, but her corpse. This was the night Y/N L/N died.

What happened next, Pavitr doesn't like to talk about, he's ashamed about it. He can't decide on what, though, his first instinct is to feel shame for how violent he was, how he got in a frenzy and forgot his morals completely, and in the other hand, in days where there's no amount of blankets or cuddles that can do something to the cold emptiness in his chest, or when he sees Gayatri unable to exist without thinking about you, he feels shame, regret that he didn't kill the green goblin.

Gayatri feels shame as well, she's ashamed about her reaction, she wished that when Pavitr broke the news to her, she went for a long, comforting hug, those hugs that say "I'm here for you, we'll figure it out" or maybe a hug that just says "I love you" maybe that's the only thing he needed to hear, but what he did not need to hear was "How could you let that happen?" Not "We trusted you", but that's what came out of her mouth. The only reason she stopped was because couldn't even talk with how hard she was crying. Her whole world shattered, she didn't want to compare, but she knew Pavitr didn't understand how much deeper the cut was for her. She knew that girl since childhood, had to see her go on a date with dumb guy on the block, repressing her feelings for years before she was in her arms, Y/N was not only one of the loves of her life, she would always be her best friend. You were girls together, and it hurt in every way that you would imagine.

Gayatri and Pavitr stood next to your mother in the funeral, stiff, quiet, like statues. They held her hands to prevent her from going to reach you when the coffin was descending, when it was clear that this was happening, it was final. No gravestone should ever have only seventeen years of difference between birth and passing. How could you be dead when you hadn't even made it to your 18th birthday yet? They had things planned for your birthday, but now, it was an incomplete milestone, that you'd never reach, like a million others, because no gravestone should ever have only seventeen years between birth and passing.

One, two, no longer three, it's only you and me.

"What if we never told her?" Gayatri asked, curled up in Pavitr's chest, in one of those days where none of them could get out of bed. Gayatri's dad had lost all severity that characterized the parents of teenagers after all that happened, his child was depressed, broken, and he had no clue what to do about it, and he couldn't say didn't love that girl like a second daughter, even before you started dating.

"Told her what?" They didn't have to say the name to know who they were talking about

"We- were dating before, just me and you, maybe if we stayed like that, and never told her, I'd be the one... Gone. And she'd get to live with you" something inside Gayatri told her that for some reason, that was what was to happen. That she should pass away, then an old love of his would get to nurse him back to health, get to keep him. If she had the option to watch the two people she loves the most in this world get married and be happy, she wouldn't doubt it for a second, she'd die with a smile in her face

"Don't say stuff like that" he hugged her tighter "She wouldn't want you to say that" lately, you functioned in their minds like an angel in their shoulder, every bad choice was always stopped by the thought of "Y/N wouldn't want me to" they would never reject even the smallest portion of you, now that it was all that they had left, they'd follow your orders until the end of the world.

Pavitr hung his mask for a long time, he couldn't bear to continue, he only had attended a few missions and meetings in the spider society, in hopes of keeping his watch, he already lost too much to lose his friends too. They stood by him, particularly Gwen, she was the best comforting him and empathizing with his grief, she had lost someone she loved too. She guided him through everything, was never harsh or tip-toed around him, even when he'd lash out and say something hurtful, Gwen fully understood, waited for him to reach out, and reassured him she could never hate him, she was his friend, and most importantly, she knew it was hard to not hurt others accidentally, when all you have inside of you is hurt, at the lowest point, is all you have to give.

That's why Gwen made sure neither Miles or Hobie mentioned the newest member of the society, and of course, not mention she was getting close to them.

"I 'ont think secrecy is the right way to go, Gwendy" Hobie said, he was an honest guy, he didn't like lying by omission, in his opinion, his friend had to process his grief while being aware of reality too

"I'm low-key with Hobie on this, I mean, this is full of Peter Parkers, and- maybe I should stay out of this one, sorry" Miles cut himself off when he saw Gwen's expression at his words, he tried to be the middle ground, but he recognized he didn't have much right to talk, since he didn't experience that

>"Yes, it's full of Peters, you think it's easy? Seeing them and inevitably thinking "hey, this is maybe how my best friend would look if he got the chance to grow up" but no, he'll stay thirteen forever, and it's still hard. It hasn't even been a year, so I don't want Pavitr to go through that so soon" even though Gwen's tone was anything but friendly, they both got the message, she wasn't mad, she was just being protective of Pavitr

However, they could only control their words, nothing else, and Pavitr ended up meeting this Y/N when he came without prior notice and sat down at the cafeteria, in that table where they always sat, where he sat when he was more active in the spider society, and there she was, Y/N, in her very own Spider-Man suit. She looked different, shorter hair, a beauty mark on top of her left eyebrow, and higher cheekbones, he had your face tattooed in his memory, he never wanted to forget it, just like your voice. Her smile was bright, it reminded him of yours, but it wasn't quite as beautiful, maybe because this Y/N was not in love with him. Oh, how your love made you glow.

He sat down, and just pretend everything was fine, he was good at that.

"Hey, nice to meet you, but I have a, uh, thing that I was hoping to get done"

"Oh no, don't worry, I'm fine, it's not your fault you're here" He eased her worries and started to strike conversation with his friends like usual, new member included.

After that day, Pavitr showed up more often, he knew that he was just going to hurt himself, he didn't want to add salt to the wound, but he couldn't help it, he could hear your voice, look into your eyes again, he knew it wasn't you, he didn't even had feelings for her, like gossipy spiders suggested, as bad as it was, he just wanted to see you in her.

Gayatri noticed he was going to the society much more often, yet he had no interest in returning to be Mumbattan's Spider-Man, something wasn't adding up, and Pavitr told her immediately, Gayatri was his life, and he didn't want to keep secrets, even if he's embarrassed.

"Could you, maybe, let me see her?" She asked tilting her head and biting the inside of her lips anxiously, if she could see you one last time, she'd be satisfied, she never got to say goodbye. Re-reading your lasts texts for hours, knowing that those "I miss you" messages will never be delivered, much less responded.

"It's not her, you know that, right, love?" Pavitr asked, knowing first hand how painful it was.

"I know" she nodded with a bitter expression, hugging her boyfriend, hiding like the crook of his neck was a safe haven from all the cruelty in the world

>Pavitr: "we need to talk, could you swing by Mumbattan?"

When Gayatri saw her, she tried to smile through the tears, restricting herself from hugging and kissing you, knowing it was inappropriate, this wasn't you.

"I know you are your own person, and this is weird, but, could you say you're proud of me?" She looked at the variant with pleading eyes.

This was not the first time spiders seemed emotional near you, it seems you were unreliable, and had this tendency of dying on people. You understood, your mother and your best friend died too, Hobie knows how many times you have asked him to just stay still, so you could see what your best friend would've looked if he grew up with you, if he was Spider-Man instead of you. Grief is painful, but most of all, it's confusing. You nodded. "I'm proud of you, both of you, you kept going, I know how hard that is" you were sincere, even though you didn't know Gayatri, and didn't know Pavitr that well, anyone who lost half of his heart and keeps going, is someone you should be proud of.

"There's so many universes, I promise you there's one where you, well, we are all happy. Just live your life together, cherish each other there's variants that have nothing left"

They thanked you for being this kind, you felt uneasy after leaving, you were talking about yourself, you were the variant that had nothing left. You wonder why you were born where you did, and couldn't be theirs, that look they gave you, even though you couldn't reciprocate, that's love. No one in your universe had ever looked at you like that, but they would always mourn their Y/N, that's why you left. For now, you only need to worry about Pavitr never noticing the way you looked at Miles Morales.

[campfam4lyfe]

do you have a kenlynn playlist?

I do not lol bc I suck at making playlists, but if anyone has any public kenlynn playlist I’d love to listen to em lol!

That being said, fifteen random songs (apologies in advance for the Taylor Swift lol, I can’t help but love her love songs) that make me think of kenlynn are:

WYD Now—Sadie Jean

Orpheus—Vincent Lima

Eurydice—Vincent Lima

18–1D

Amnesia—5SOS

Cornelia Street—Taylor Swift

Lover—Taylor Swift

Worldwide—big time rush (kenji is Brooklynn’s worldwide girl)

This love—Taylor swift

Always you—Louis Tomlinson

Someone to stay—Vancouver sleep clinic

Just one yesterday—fall out boy

‘Tis the damn season—Taylor swift

Ghost of you-5SOS

The one that got away—specifically the Brielle Von Hugel cover, altho that also brings up painful memories of in another life BokuAka, iykyk

[adastra121]

The Ones That Got Away (Touchstarved OC Rewrite)

I changed the lyrics to “The One That Got Away” by Katy Perry (I listened to this cover by Brielle Von Hugel), based on my Hound!MC Alon's backstory and their childhood friend's betrayal.

Summer in the city where we grew up. Running from our troubles and tryin’ our luck, Searching for a world that’d be big enough for two. Used to steal Headmaster’s liquor and climb to the roof. Dreamed about the future like we had a clue. Never thought that one day, I'd be losing you.

In another life, I’d still be your friend. We'd keep all those promises, be us until the end. In another life, you would make me stay, So I don't have to say you were the one that got away, The one that got away.

One night on that rooftop, we’d made our pact To leave these walls together, have each other’s backs. Sometimes when I miss you, I climb towards the sky. Summer kept on passing, and we grew up, Found something in the city much bigger than us. It’s time to face the music, we had long run out of luck.

But in another life, you’d be by my side. We'd keep all those promises to take charge of our lives. In another life, I would fight to stay, So I don't have to say you were the one that got away, The one that got away.

The one that got away.

All that money won’t buy back our time for me. Can't replace you with a million dreams. I never thought you’d turn our dream on me. So I guess this is goodbye.

But in another life, I could still believe That friends would keep their promises… In another life, we’d make our escape, And everyone who stayed would say we were the ones that got away.

The ones that got away…

In another life, I would make you stay So I don't have to say you were the one that got away. The one that got away…

[nhstadler]

OK, so before we do this, before you read this, I need to warn you guys. 

I’ve been in a reading and writing slump and I’m having a hard time putting my thoughts into words at the moment. I’m very sorry that the new chapter takes me so long, but I’m just not in the right headspace. 

That being said, I wanted to give you guys at least some sign of life so you know I haven’t forgotten about Seth and the gang. Usually, this would be a James POV, but even that just didn’t work. So, while I was free-writing, trying to get all the clutter out of my head, this short scene below happened. And here’s the warning: it’s kind of sad.

I’ve always been writing little scenes that take place after the events of HNTBAW and I swear, the entire thing is not as dramatic as it is in the short excerpt below, but this wanted out and I wrote it down and I kind of like it. 

It is a bit of a spoiler… not quite but a little, and if you are not up for a little heartache then I would strongly advise you just ignore this post and wait for the chapter, which I’m working on, I promise. Whatever you choose, thanks for being here and reading and all the support. I really appreciate it.

I watch him for a moment - how he leans against the bannister, bracing the railing with locked out arms, the sea breeze ruffling his already tousled hair. I can still remember when I used to try and convince myself that I didn’t find him attractive; even when I could hardly take my eyes off of him.

“OK, show me.”

He turns towards me, the look of surprise quickly turning into something softer as he watches me approach. “Woodley, what-”

“I want to see it,” I say as coolly as I can, folding my arms across my chest against the cold wind. The sun is gone but there’s still a faint glow along the horizon, like a gleaming seam that separates the ocean from the sky.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” 

I look up at James, feeling a familiar prickle of frustration run up my spine at the infuriating lopsided smile that tugs on his lips. At the dimple in his cheek. It’s been two years and he should be a stranger to me, but he isn’t. No matter if he’s 17 or 24; when I look at him, it’s always James.

But I’m not falling for that anymore; for him. The only reason my heart is beating faster is because it’s used to reacting that way to James’s stupid smiles. It’s just muscle memory. 

“Potter.”

“Woodley.” He’s grinning, the git, obviously enjoying this way too much, and I sigh before I look out at the ocean again. The water is dark and calm, and it reminds me of the Black Lake on hot summer nights. Of one particular summer night, when James and I were fresh and new and terrifying and we spent the entire night wrapped up in each other, talking, laughing, kissing. 

Mostly kissing.

Maybe he remembers it too.

“Fine,” James says quietly and I turn to look at him as he grabs the hem of his sweatshirt and lifts it up to his collarbone, just enough to reveal the thin, geometric lines that are inked into his skin there - into the spot above his heart.

I could trace them with my eyes closed.

“I thought you had it removed.”

James snorts softly, the sound barely louder than the steady rush of the ocean, and I feel the familiar pressure behind my chest that makes it hard to breathe. I should have just let this go - I shouldn’t have started this. It shouldn’t matter that he still has it. He was 19 and drunk and dumb. It doesn’t mean anything.

But I still can’t look up at him. So, instead, I let my eyes drift lower, down to the thin, white scar that snakes along the side of his waist and across his abdomen. It feels incredibly strange that there is something about James’s body that I don’t know. Some part of him that I haven’t touched. That I never will.

“Seth?” He says so quietly, it’s barely more than a whisper, and I know we’re standing too close to each other; almost touching but not quite. 

I finally look up at him, and my heart is thrashing against my chest like it hasn’t done in forever - not since James Potter. Everything about him is familiar in a way that hurts just a little too much. Because, even though we’re not us anymore, he’s still the boy who flew up to my window in the pouring rain. The boy who kissed me in an old telephone box on New Year’s Eve. The boy who has all of my firsts.

A part of me will always be his.

“Shit.” James lets out a shaky breath as he tilts his head, his forehead pressing against mine, and I close my eyes, trying to sort out my messy thoughts. This is probably the dumbest thing I have done in a while, but I can’t stop. I can’t walk away from him. 

James’s arms slide around me, pulling me in, and my hands go up to his chest, fingertips digging into the cloth of his sweatshirt, right above his heart. 

Because, even though millions love him, a part of him will always be mine.

[thechaoticfanartist]

Username song game

Rules: pick a song for each letter of your URL and tag as many people as there are letters

Thanks for the tag @forloveofcodywan this was fun. I decided to challenge myself by choosing only one song per playlist considering how many playlists I have. So also every song on here is a song I associate with Grim or one of her relationships

T - Time Of Our Lives by Tyrone Wells

H - Hope Is Never Gone by NerdOut

E - Enemy by Tommee Profitt

C - Crossfire by Stephen

H - Hallelujah (I'm Not Dead) by Citizen Soldier

A - After The Heartbreak by Brielle Von Hugel

O - Outrunning Karma by Alec Benjamin

T - The Light Behind Your Eyes by My Chemical Romance

I - I'll Keep You Safe by Sleeping At Last

C -Cool Kids by Echosmith

F - Fairytale by Livingston

A - Atlantis by Seafret

N - Natural by Imagine Dragons

A - Angry Too by Lola Blanc

R - Run Boy Run by Woodkid

T - They Don't Know About Us by One Direction

I - Icarus by Bastille

S - Strong For Somebody Else by Citizen Soldier

T - Talk To Me by Cavetown

I'm tagging @jedi-valjean @veradragonjedi @padme--amygdala @starlonkedd @jgvfhl @ninjasawakenedmystar @darth-caillic and anyone else who wants to lol

[munsonseds]

top 10 songs! top 5 artists! 🤎

top ten songs:

in my life by the beatles the one that got away by brielle von hugel have you ever seen the rain by creedence clearwater revival if you ever did believe by stevie nicks here comes the sun by the beatles i remember everything by zach byran cowboy take me away by the chicks i can do it with a broken heart by taylor swift chemicals by post malone spirit in the sky by norman greenbaum

top five artist:

creedence clearwater revival post malone morgan wallen taylor swift the beatles

ask me top 5/10 anything

[blackstarregulus79]

this song is james and reggie after the break up and no one can tell me any different.

[embracedthevoid]

hi good morning to one of my fav writers,

your in another life oneshot broke me and made me tear up before 8am and i'm saying thank you lol. your writing is just that good. any chance of fixing from you? like plssss fix this!!

anyway, this is their song and theirs only:

...in another life, i'd be your boy we'd keep all our promises, be us against the world. in another life, i'd make you stay, so i don't have to say you were that got away....

Hii friendddd! Sorry this ask sat here for a minute, but I just listened to the song, and you're so right. You've managed to make me emotional, this just isn't fair. It's payback I guess hahah.

[adaireadrienne]

In another life

I would be your girl

We keep all our promises

Be us against the world

In another life

I would make you stay

So I don't have to say

You were the one that got away

The one that got away

Hey!

This song is for you.

So, see you in another life:’)

[musiquariumology]

Watch "“Hotel California” (Eagles) Surf Rock Cover by Robyn Adele Anderson ft. Brielle Von Hugel" on YouTube

[breckstonevailskier]

Title: “Hotel California” (Eagles) Surf Rock Cover by Robyn Adele Anderson ft. Brielle Von Hugel Description: The first day of summer may still be a few days away but it certainly feels like it’s already here! I teamed up with my BFF Brielle Von Hugel to put a summery surf rock spin on the classic “Hotel California.” Enjoy! 🏄 – New Create-Your-Own Vinyl is now available on my store! Choose 8 of your favorites from the lists and it will be create JUST FOR YOU! https://ift.tt/v9Y2GwK For more videos, support me on Patreon! https://ift.tt/QLPdXbE Check out all my music on your favorite platform! https://ift.tt/6JFNQjd Subscribe to my YouTube channel! https://www.youtube.com/user/AdeleRobyn Find me on Facebook, Instagram, TikTok, and Twitter! https://ift.tt/EeHyixQ https://ift.tt/KjoMa6w https://ift.tt/p4RUuBG https://twitter.com/robynadele The Band: Vocals — Robyn Adele Anderson Vocals — Brielle Von Hugel Electric Guitar — Connor Waage Bass — Charlie Himel Drums — Josh Davis Sax — Ben Golder-Novick Trombone — Kevin Moehringer Check out Brielle's music: https://ift.tt/dgN0Eq1 Arranged by Robyn Adele Anderson MIXED AND MASTERED BY TOM JORGENSEN AUDIO ENGINEERING BY AMRISH MAHABIR FILMED @ SMASH STUDIOS NYC “Hotel California” (Eagles) Surf Rock Cover by Robyn Adele Anderson ft. Brielle Von Hugel All my videos are done live, using one take. YouTube URL: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KgLWazYy9QE

[sivethgentlejester]

Stronger (Growing Pains) feat. B.o.B - SoundCloud

Listen to Stronger (Growing Pains) feat. B.o.B by Brielle Von Hugel on #SoundCloud

[childgolden]

"Gravity" (Sara Bareilles) Cover by Brielle Von Hugel