#Maddie x Ben

[tvshowscouples]

If you love Maddie&Ben (Siren) and you want reblog or like,this is the link of my reblog couples :)

thank you!

[sapphire600]

Okay, Siren officially ended at season two.

[queenlovesbooks]

Is this what love is? We make it.

[leverage-ot3]

freeform’s siren but the leverage crew hears about the oil drilling in the ocean killing mermaids sea animals and deciding to run a con on them

meanwhile ryn maddie and ben are committing acts of ecoterrorism as a treat

[kajaono]

I really have to know what people thought who watched Freeform SIREN live, airing weekly, not knowing yet that it would turn poly, seeing this heterosexual couple pining after a female mermaid.

What did they thought was going on? Did they believed it would turn poly eventually, or more like: oh they seem to be really good friends?

I am currently on 1x04

[ginevrastilinski-ocs]

Jax and the girlies?

(sloane & kyra & ani or whichever one/s of them you want?)

Have all three because I love them!

Bonus (sorry, I couldn't help it lol):

[sl-newsie]

Spelled (Carlos de Vil x Sanderson Daughter) Descendants 2- Ch. 5: Evil Makeover

I’m almost to the barrier-! Uh-oh. Almost forgot.

Before I lose my magic, I bring my broom to a halt and chant: “Possessions most near and dear, disappear and meet me here.” There. Now I’ll at least have some clothes and potion ingredients. Moving on!

The broom zooms forward and I pass through a golden curtain of barrier. Almost immediately I feel my magic seem to leak away. Gotta land fast! I fly over to the back of a shed and poke my head out to make sure the coast is clear. I must say, the Isle… is kinda sketchy. Not that I’m surprised. Still, looking around at the run-down warehouses and eerie-looking people I don’t blame the other VKs for not wanting to come back. 

By now Mal’s driven up and notices me looking around. “Don’t worry. My hideout’s on a top floor away from the worst of the bad guys. Welcome to the Isle of the Lost. Population evil, magic zero.” 

I wince. “You’re right- ever since I crossed the barrier I’ve felt… weaker. Like I’m getting tired much faster.” I don’t like it. Not one bit. But I guess I’m going to have to get used to it. At least no one here’s booing and hissing at me. 

I run after her as she drives through the narrow street past the rugged inhabitants. She hides the moped behind a crate and motions me over to a fenced off set of stairs.

“Just a sec-” She throws a rock at an overhead sign and triggers a gate to open. “I’ll drop my stuff off and then we’ll go to Dizzy’s place.”

“Who’s that?” I ask as I follow her up the stairs. 

“Lady Tremaine’s granddaughter. She used to do Evie’s hair, and if I’m going to fit in here then I can’t walk around with this pathetic blonde head.”

“Hey!”

Mal holds up a hand. “No offense to your original hair, but it just doesn’t work for me. Here we are.”

We enter Mal’s hideout, which is basically a large apartment with some couches, tables, and chairs strewn around the room. I also notice my trunk has been properly transported here. The walls are colored with various greens, blues, pinks, and purples with thorny designs, as well as a giant mural of the 4 VKs with the words Rotten To The Core scrambled below. 

“Impressive,” I say with a nod. “Looks… cozy? I mean the thorns are kinda my thing but you make them work too.”

“Thanks. I’ve got some additions to make, but I’ll do those later. Let’s go.” Mal drops her backpack onto a couch and starts walking back to the stairs. I do one last look around at the incredible art and follow, sticking close to Mal. Thankfully the few passerbys in the streets pay us little attention.

“Here. This is the place.” Mal leads me to a shop with a sign that says Lady Tremaine’s Curl Up & Dye. 

“Looks… colorful?”

She smirks and opens the door. “It’s better on the inside.”

She’s right. The place looks as if paint cans exploded everywhere! I’m not sure if it’s intentional, or an extreme accident gone wrong. Upbeat pop music plays overhead, while a young girl wearing a splattered overall jumper, pigtail buns, and perky glasses sweeps up clumps of colored hair. Mal puts a finger to her lips and starts creeping up on the girl with a sneaky smile. Once she sees Mal, her eyes light up and she nearly drops the broom.

“Mal! Is Evie back too?” She asks giddily.

“As if. Dizzy, this is Magica.”

Dizzy notices me in the back and makes a fascinated look. “Ooh! Your hair is perfect! Who did it?”

I bite my lip. “Um, I did? Technically it’s because of my magic so I’m not sure it’s permanent-”

“I love it! Do you think I could study it to mix a dye of that tone? My customers would adore it!” 

“Oh!” Her enthusiasm definitely is refreshing compared to my previous peers. “Thanks, Dizzy. But we’re not here for me, we’re here for Mal, who’s currently having a salon crisis.”

The young hairdresser lifts her glasses up to get a better look, and immediately starts commenting about Mal’s current hair and nails. She sums up her diagnosis and asks Mal how far she can go.

Mal shrugs. “The works, I guess. Do what you gotta do.”

Dizzy grins and starts to gather supplies, while I leave her space to work. “One all-over makeup it is! I’ll just sit back and watch the show.”

The next few hours include seeing Dizzy dunk Mal’s head into a tub to wash out the blonde, curl her hair up with empty cans, and waiting for the hair to dry while painting Mal’s nails a much more appropriate color: black.

Once everything’s dried and set, Mal turns to look in a mirror to see Dizzy’s finished work. “There I am!”

“You look like you, Mal. Terrific job, Dizzy!” I give her a thumbs up.

“Here- you earned this.” Mal hands the young girl some cash.

Dizzy squeals with delight as she goes to put it in the register- 

“Fork it over, young one.”

I whip my head to see a guy in a pirates hat and tattered red tailcoat holding a hook up to Dizzy. She does as he asks, only for him to jerk his hook towards the register.

“And the rest.”

 Grudgingly the splatter-colored girl takes the entire stock of money from the cash register and hands it to the wannabe-pirate.

“Still running errands for Uma, or do you actually get to keep what you steal?” Mal asks smugly.

The pirate recognizes her, then smirks. “Well, well, well. What a nice surprise. Just wait ‘til Uma hears you’re back! You’ll never get your old turf back.”

“Good. I don’t want it.”

The pirate guy brandishes a hook at the end of his hand and runs it through Mal’s new hair. “I could hurt you…”

That’s it! I’ve had enough! I storm over and yank the guy’s hook (why a hook?) away and stare the pirate straight in his eyelined face.

“Don’t bet on it, dim-wit. You go play Jack Sparrow dress-up somewhere else, and leave this girl’s business alone before I turn you into a hedgehog!” 

I keep glaring at his shocked expression as it shifts to an evil smirk. “Oh, Mal. Who’s your friend? She’s feisty!”

“Magica, meet Harry Hook. Harry, meet Magica Sanderson.” Mal seems a bit on edge, but still confident enough that I can handle myself with this new foe. Meanwhile the one known as Harry tilts his head in recognition.

“Ah, I thought you looked familiar! My my, what a beauty you are, just like your mother…” He licks his lips and leans in closer, only for me to snap my fingers and send sparks at his face.

“Stay away, Hook. Unless thy wishes to become calamari! Now be gone!” I flick a warning finger at him.

Harry grins wickedly. “I’ll be seeing you again, gorgeous. Uma will find it quite fascinating that a Snaderson witch is in town…” He swipes his hook to knock down the contents of Dizzy’s register counter, then does a dramatic bow before making his exit.

“Great. More sweeping,” Dizzy groans.

“Not to worry.” I swipe my fingers through the air. “Spick and span with the flick of my hand! Mess, stress, pests, be gone!”

I blink and the room returns to being spick and span.

The girl’s eyes widen. “Whoa! I wish I could do that!”

“I guess you’ve still got some magic after all,” Mal says with a surprised look.

“Pocket spells,” I guess. “Small magic that can go undetected. Might come in handy.”

“Yeah, especially when it comes to Uma.”

I turn my head to Mal. “I keep hearing that name. Who’s Uma?”

“I’ll tell you later. Right now we should get back to the apartment before more suspecting goons show up.”

We say goodbye to Dizzy and start heading back to Mal’s apartment. 

“She’s… actually nice. I thought that all the VKs here would all be mean and devious.”

Mal shakes her head and sadly replies: “The younger ones are more innocent, but once you get older and life gets harder then that starts to fade away. Not everyone here is a complete savage, Magica.”

Oh. I never thought of it like that. At one point everyone goes worry free without a care in the world… then they begin to see the world as something that’s abandoned them. I really was lucky that Father rescued me from this place…

“I’m gonna make some new renditions,” Mal calls as we reenter her hideout. “Feel free to look around, make yourself at home.”

I nod. “Thank you Mal, really. All I ask is that my mother or my aunts never find out I’m here. If they do then they’ll want me to strengthen their coven and there’s no telling what they’ll use me for. Right now I think I shall scope out the area and get a better feel of this new home.”

“Careful Magica,” Mal warns. “Dizzy might be an exception, but there are still lots of people here who’d wanna eat you for breakfast. Like Harry.”

I roll my eyes as I start backing towards the exit. “Don’t make me laugh. His ego would kill him before I could. If he ever shows his face again I’ll turn his hook into a teddy bear.”

“Don’t go too far!”

“I won’t!” 

I might have gone just a little bit too far. Nothing here is the same as how I remember it, though granted I was a small child when I left. More and more sneering faces glare at me as I try to move through the alleys as discreetly as possible. One guy even tries to grab my skirt, but I yank it away and hiss at him to leave me alone. Eventually I find myself in what looks like an abandoned garage, that is until I hear voices coming from around the corner.

I poke my head out and see-

“Carlos?”

[riffheartsgraziella]

I like shiny things, but I'd marry you with paper rings 💍💕

[thelanguishing]

you’re it for me (mouthpiece x velma)

a/n: hello everyone! (or anyone, really! i don’t actually know if anyone reads my stuff) i got accepted into the university of sydney, australia for psych and i’m incredibly, incredibly psyched about that (hehehe pun intended). this week has been a lot more eventful so i didn’t get a lot of time to think much about my stories. honestly i kind of hate this ending but there are snippets of this oneshot that i felt happy enough with to post the entire thing. i hope you like it! 

word count: 1602

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Velma wrung her hands for the umpteenth time since kissing her boyfriend goodbye. Glancing at the clock yet again, she couldn’t help but wish she’d just banned him from leaving her room at all. He wouldn’t have listened. Realistically, they would probably have gotten into a fight. But anything, anything had to be better than this. This waiting and worrying and wondering for him to return from his first rumble alongside the Jets. 

She just knew it. Mouthpiece was going to run his mouth again, and get one of those Egyptian Kings so riled up that he’d wind up on the receiving end of a bunch of extra hits. Probably with one of those sharp chains she’d caught a glimpse of in their armoury too, if he wasn’t careful. She forced herself to take in slow, deep breaths, thinking instead of the strength of the Jets. Mouthpiece might have been new at this whole rumble thing, but many of the Jets weren’t. Riff and Tony certainly weren’t, in particular. They’d already rumbled twice, and both times they’d come out on top. They’d take care of Mouthpiece. And though he was considerably smaller, he was wiry too. She knew he’d be able to dodge a lot of blows if he kept his wits about him. Much as she hated to think about it, his father certainly helped hone Mouthpiece’s skill in dodging and ducking violent punches. Focusing on only the facts, Velma found herself reverting back to a calmer state of mind. Well, as calm as she could possibly be while her stupid boyfriend was getting him violently beaten up somewhere.

Twelve forty-five. How long was this goddamn rumble going to last? No one in their right mind would be willing to go at it for longer than necessary. Had the Egyptian Kings just been incredibly obstinate, and refused to surrender till their last man was lying in a pool of their own blood? At a loss for what to do next, Velma found herself reaching for comfort from someone she usually never bothered herself with. 

God, please, I know I ain’t a saint, but please let Mouthpiece come back safe. I’lls do whatever you want. 

As if the man upstairs really heard her fervent prayer, the raps on her window a mere minute later finally put her racing thoughts to rest. Hurriedly pulling up the glass, she quickly let Mouthpiece in, firmly shutting the window behind him. 

The sight before her eyes felt like a blow to her gut. Sure, Mouthpiece had gotten jumped a couple times, but she’d never seen him so injured in her life. Blood was dripping from his shoulder, there was a gash on his jawline, and she could see blues and purples already blooming all over his fists. 

‘Oh my God, baby, oh my God, what did they do to ya? Oh my God, there’s blood everywhere…’ Even when Mouthpiece was injured, Velma rarely made a big deal about it, not wanting him to feel worse about worrying her. But she just couldn’t help the fear and anxiety laced in her words this time. She’d been smart enough to prepare a few first aid supplies in anticipation for his return, but her one washcloth and tub of warm water was likely to have the usefulness of a band-aid in this situation. Turning to grab frozen peas from her refrigerator and as much antiseptic as she could find, Mouthpiece reached out and grabbed her hand. 

‘We won, baby. Those Kings ain’t gonna bother us anymore! I busted one of them up real good, way worse than he did me.’ Mouthpiece grinned proudly, looking at his girlfriend with relief and pride in his eyes. 

She knew how important the Jets were to him, even if the territory never was. Seeing the protective streak in him surface whenever the Jets were mentioned always warmed her heart. Despite having grown up in a badly broken family, there was still so much love Mouthpiece had for the people he cared about. She knew that was why he partook in the rumble – to stand with his brothers. Knowing that about him reassured her, though him coming back bloodied and bruised never did. 

She clasped his hand back, patting it gently. 

‘I’m proud of ya too, honey. Not for doing something this stupid, but because ya came back home safe. I’m gonna get you some stuff to help with the blood. I’ll be back in just a sec.’ As much as she wanted to hold him close and kiss him repeatedly to confirm his presence, his injuries were too pressing to ignore. She sped out of the room and left Mouthpiece on the ottoman, wincing in pain as the adrenaline from the rumble gradually wore off. 

When she returned, Mouthpiece immediately pulled her to him, stationing her in between his legs as she quietly dabbed and cleaned the grime and blood from his face. For the life of Velma, she couldn’t imagine how he managed to maintain that goofy grin on his face while she basically doused his face in antiseptic to prevent an infection. 

‘Love, doesn’t the antiseptic hurt?’ She couldn’t help but question as she moved on to the largest gash on his jawline. 

‘Like a bitch. But my favorite girl’s patching me up, ain’t she? I’m just smilin’ ‘cause I know I’m real lucky that she’s my nurse.’ Mouthpiece admitted cheekily while Velma’s cheeks turned a deep hue of red. Even while he was in pain, he effortlessly managed to make butterflies flutter in her stomach. But the stinging sensation overwhelmed him, and though he would rather die than admit it, Velma swore he tightened his grip on her waist as she dabbed at the wound gently. 

As she patched up his fists and neck, her eyes drifted to his abdomen. It was likely to be littered with bruises too, or worse. 

‘Take ya shirt off, hon,’ Velma instructed. 

‘Damn, Vel, didn’t know we were getting into it so quickly,’ Mouthpiece joked shamelessly. He knew she was just trying to check for more injuries, but he could never turn up the opportunity to tease Velma a bit. Despite being collected most of the time, he knew how much of a weakness he was to her. Little teasing remarks made exclusively by him would fluster her like nothing else could. 

‘Not like that, you fool! I gotta see if yous got yourself beaten up even more.’ 

Right, guess she wasn’t taking the bait for that one. 

Trying his best to hide the grimace in his expression, Mouthpiece removed his shirt and drew up his undershirt to reveal the extent of the damage. Most people might have missed his wince as she poked and prodded his ribs gently, but Velma was too observant for that. Probably a broken rib or something. 

At least there were no huge gashes or cuts. Most of it was just bruises. And that broken rib, of course. 

As her finger danced across his chest and abdomen, Mouthpiece could feel his breath catching. He knew she wasn’t doing it for that reason tonight, but it was so easy to get caught up in his girl’s little ministrations. She was truly the most beautiful girl he’d ever known, and every time she gave him such unconditional love and care, it became harder and harder to hide his growing feelings each day. They’d only been seeing each other for about two months, and Mouthpiece had barely turned fifteen. All the same, he was pretty sure this was what love felt like. Velma evoked a special kind of protectiveness and warmth he didn’t know he had. Every time he looked at her, it felt like the man upstairs had finally given him a bit of a break from his hellish world. Like she was the reason to believe in life again. 

‘Vel?’ Mouthpiece gently whispered. 

‘Hm?’ Still preoccupied with her boyfriend’s injuries, Velma continued inspecting his bruises, pressing frozen peas to his abdomen and wiping away the sweat and blood from the smaller cuts. She didn’t even look up. 

‘I love ya.’ He confessed in a voice so soft he thought she might have missed it. Her hands freezing were the only indication that she’d heard his declaration. 

‘And yous don’t gotta say it back, Vel. I know we’ve only been seeing each other for a few months. It’s early days yet, dontcha think? But I know it. I’m sure. I love ya, I really do. But seriously, don’t worry about it if ya ain’t sure. Ya can just pretend like I didn’t say nothing, if ya want. Ya know-’ Suddenly panicking, he started running his mouth again. Caught between the fear of scaring her off and the conviction of his own feelings, it felt like he was speaking in circles. 

Impulsively, Velma had interrupted his slightly frenzied monologue by pulling him close and planting her lips on his, the only things separating them being Velma’s thin nightdress and the frozen peas. Quickly relinquishing control, she parted her lips slightly as Mouthpiece deepened the kiss, the both of them swept up in the highs post-rumble and the intensity of their feelings. 

Yes, they were both young. But that intense, overwhelming feeling of security and passion bundled into one was real. Whatever they felt then and there was real. 

As they both came back up for air, Velma shyly smiled and returned the declaration. 

‘I love you too, baby. Always. You’re it for me,’ she promised fervently. 

It was then that Mouthpiece knew for certain he would never love another girl for the rest of his life. 

[elysiandances]

𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒛𝒛 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒐 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍 . . .

a mouthpiece x velma short written by @elysiandances

character count: 7.5k (1.4k words)

summary: mouthpiece has had a long day and is questioning if he deserves the beautiful girl he calls his girlfriend.

cw: doubting a partners love, crying, slight breakdown, fighting

prompt created by @dumplingsjinson

it was a normal night at velma’s, the brunette had gotten off work at the diner and had headed home eagerly, knowing her blond boyfriend would be waiting either on her fire escape, or already in her room. when she’d opened the door, her suspicions were correct, he was sitting on her soft duvet near the pillows, in his hands held his cap, a blue one, one he didn’t wear as often, only when requested by velma..

when he heard the door click open, his eyes snapped up from the hat, seeing her, and offering a smile, but it wasn’t his usual happy one, no, it was worried.. almost saddened? velma picked up on this immediately and set down her bag on her dresser, brows knitting together in concern.. “honey,,? are you alright?” she asked softly, watching as mouthpiece rose to his feet, setting his cap down on the bed and walking over, grabbing at her hands.. “mouth?” she whispered once they were face to face, looking slightly up at him..

it didn’t take a long time to decipher the look in his eyes, something had happened that day, but wether or not he’d tell what had gone on was a different story entirely.. “sweetheart, you’re scaring me,” she said quietly, wiggling her hand away from his and caressing his cheek, leaning forward to kiss his nose bridge.. “you’re okay, it’s all okay.. you wanna sit and tell me what happened..? i think that might do you some good..” she whispered, getting a nod in response as she immediately began dragging him back to his place on the bed, sitting him down and sitting down right beside him, one of their hands still locked and sitting on top of her thigh.. “take your time.. tell me what happened,”

a little shake of his head seemed to free mouthpiece of the dazed state he’d been in since before she entered the door, swallowing hard and looking down to his lap, which only spiked more concern in the girl sitting next to him.. “it ain’t nothin’ big, vel—“ he began, but stopped as he felt a squeeze to his hand, smiling a little.. “okay, okay, fine, jeez,” he teased, sending her a playful glare and giggling softly. the little moment caused some of her concern to melt away, falling into giggles with him and kissing his cheek.. “today was just a hard day, that’s all. me ‘n a couple of tha boys got in a tussle, all said some real mean things, but— guess some of them stuck to me more than they should’ve,” he explained, eyes focused on his leg as it bounced anxiously..

“oh.. oh i’m sorry.. are you alright? what did they say to you, sweetheart?” she asked, noticing the shaking of his leg and setting her hand on his knee. it stopped his shaking, his eyes going to her hand, then lifting to look over at her..

“i don’t wanna talk about it, the things were so stupid, really. there’s not a reason to be so upset, but i am,” mouthpiece said with a sigh, feeling another squeeze to his hand and bringing velma’s hand to his lips, kissing across her knuckles.. “some lame stuff ‘bout each other.. it was just mean, that’s really all. i don’t think any of us meant it, but we wanted to hurt each other’s feelin’s, so maybe we did, i dunno,” mouthpiece finally finished his explanation, shoulders sinking.

“that couldn’t have been an easy situation for you.. can i do anything to help? i’m sure whatever they said wasn’t meant to hurt you, and i know you know that too deep down..” velma soothed, moving her leg to press against his, which he welcomed.. “wanna get some food,,? take a bath? i could wash your hair?” she offered, giving him the most tender look the brunette could muster.. she was met with silence.. silence that lingered far too long to be normal, especially for the energetic and usually hyper teen beside her.. “mou-“ she stopped, behind cut off by a little sniffle.. immediately, the panic rose in her body and she quickly retracted her hands from his body, eyes wide with worry, “hey— hey,, oh my god, why are you crying? are you okay? did i— did i do something wrong, sweetheart? what’s going on, baby, talk to me,”

slowly, mouthpiece’s head turned towards her, tears falling down his freckled cheeks as he smiled towards her, just a bit.. “no, it's just— you're always so gentle ‘n carin’ with me and it makes me— god, it makes me feel like i don't deserve you, velma.. no one's ever treated me like you have—“ he whispered out, voice breaking a few times throughout the explanation, finishing what he was saying and hiding his face in his hands.. he was comforted by feeling her hands on his forearms, tugging his arms away from his eyes..

“oh, come here, sweetheart,” velma said quickly, pulling him into her body.. mouthpiece immediately curled over into his lover, face hiding into her shoulder and stifling his cries as his hands grasped desperately at her uniform, frame trembling under her finger tips.. “it’s okay.. shhh.. you’re okay.. you’re okay, baby.. god, you deserve everything, y’know that? you deserve the world,” she muttered, kissing his temple and holding him tightly..

“i’m sorry vee- i—“ he was cut off as she shushed him, hand moving to the back of his head and burying into the blond curls against his neck, tugging him in closer..

they stayed like that for a while, mouthpiece breaking inside of velma’s arms, but eventually, their little words died down, as did his cries.. mouthpiece’s breath began to even out again and he raised his head up, looking down at her with red and puffy eyes.. “i love you vel, thank you— for everythin’ you do for me. you make me so happy,,” he muttered, leaning to push their lips together in a kiss, one that was almost like an unsaid promise.. one that told mouthpiece that she’d always be there for him.. one to show that he wasn’t alone, and that through everything, velma was there, and she wasn’t going to leave..

“i love you too, sweetheart,” she said as they parted, kissing the corners of his lips and his chin a few times, then trailing the little chaste pecks along his jawline as she shifted back, beckoning him to follow with her kisses.. “let’s lay down, yeah? you need to rest for a little, then we can give you a bath..” velma whispered, leaning back against her headboard as she pulled her lips from his skin, planting a final one on his lips before she encouraged his head to her lap.. mouthpiece didn’t fight it, falling into her lap and kissing her knee before settling, curling up into himself and sighing quietly..

velma’s hand went to his hair, burying in blond curls as she gently massaged his scalp, nails dragging to aid in comfort.. “that’s it, mouth, it’s okay,” she muttered, looking down at him.. “it’s okay.. it’s all okay.. you are doing so good, i’m so proud of you.. you’re doing everything just right..” velmas voice fell to a whisper, the only sound being the low buzz of the radio down the hall.. “breathe, okay? that’s it,” velma quietly reassured, making sure he was comfortable and loved..

that night, velma ran him a bath, a warm one with her expensive new soaps and fluffy new bath towels and candles, things to make him feel spoiled and appreciated. she let him braid her hair and they told silly little stories to pass the time.. when they got all settled into bed, velma curled up on his chest and he read her a few chapters of a book she’d been putting off reading.. eventually, they both fell asleep. he knew he was loved that night, and thought he still may not think he deserves her, velma sure does, and she’d try and prove it for the rest of her life.

[hitchell-mope]

Bleeding out by bal, Hatter, Maddy and Hades.

Hatter: I'm bleeding out

So if the last thing that I do

Is bring you down

I'll bleed out for you

(Maddy collapses into heartbroken tears as Hatter closes his eyes and stops breathing. In the clearing)

Hades (wearing a psychotic slasher smile on his face as he beats Audreficent towards an inch of their lives): So I bare my skin

And I count my sins

And I close my eyes

And I take it in

I'm bleeding out

I'm bleeding out for you, for you

(Back on Main Street. The goons are still barreling at full speed towards Ben and Mal)

Ben: together?

Mal: always.

Ben: good

Mal: When the day has come

That I've lost my way around

Ben: And the seasons stop

And hide beneath the ground

Mal: When the sky turns gray

And everything is screaming

Ben: I will reach inside

Just to find my heart is beating

(In the medical room)

Maddy (through tears of grief): Oh, you told me to hold on

Oh, you told me to hold on

But innocence is gone

And what was right is wrong

(Back on Main Street. Ben and Mal have forced their sceptres into the ground creating a magical field, pulling the goons towards them)

Bal: 'Cause I'm bleeding out

So if the last thing that I do

Is bring you down

I'll bleed out for you

(Back in the clearing)

Hades (still beating Audreficent up): So I bare my skin

And I count my sins

And I close my eyes

And I take it in

And I'm bleeding out

I'm bleeding out for you, for you

(Back on Main Street)

Ben: When the hour is nigh

And hopelessness is sinking in

Mal: And the wolves all cry

To fill the night with hollering

Ben: When your eyes are red

Mal: And emptiness is all you know

With the darkness fed

Ben: I will be your scarecrow

Mal: awwww

(Back in the medical room)

Maddy (having a stress induced panic attack): You told me to hold on

Oh, you told me to hold on

But innocence is gone

And what was right is wrong

(Back on Main Street)

Bal (leading the goons to the clearing through the air like their the pied pipers of Hamlin): 'Cause I'm bleeding out

So if the last thing that I do

Is bring you down

I'll bleed out for you

(Back in the clearing)

Hades (really enjoying beating Audreficent up): So I bare my skin

And I count my sins

And I close my eyes

And I take it in

And I'm bleeding out

I'm bleeding out for you, for you

(Back in the medical room Anthony and Doug are trying to calm Maddy down but it’s not working)

Maddy: I'm bleeding out for you, for you

I'm bleeding out for you, for you

I'm bleeding out for you, for you

I'm bleeding out for you

(Maddy falls backwards and let’s put a siren wail that breaks the spell on the goons and causes half of them to fly back to Audradon and the other half of them to attack Ben and Mal)

Mal (diving after a quickly falling Ben): 'Cause I'm bleeding out

So if the last thing that I do

Ben (trying to pull up out of the swan dive): Is bring you down

Mal: I'll bleed out for you

Ben: So I bare my skin

Mal: And I count my sins

Ben: And I close my eyes

Mal: And I take it in

Ben: And I'm bleeding out

Both: I'm bleeding out for you,

For you

[sapphire600]

I’m rewatching Siren season one and two and Oh My God, I forgot how much I love Ben, Ryn and Maddie relationship!

For some reason, I never finished it but I’m scared to, you have no idea. 😭

[queenlovesbooks]

@polymarinelove

“I know I am part animal, but I am also part human.”

“Maddie is love.”

“The night, we met you sang a song. I can’t get it out of my head.”

[lunaverrse]

𝒅𝒚𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒄𝒔 : 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔 ♡

part. 1

[kajaono]

Gif search

Some please direct me toward the gifset where Ryn kisses Ben for the first time and Maddie says: I got one the other day"

[captainwans]

★ . . . ❛ ━━ BEN CHILWELL x FEM!READER.

( MASTERLIST! )

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