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Havamal - Stanza 1

Stanza 1

Gáttir allar áðr gangi fram um skoðask skyli, um skyggnast skyli, því at óvíst er at vita hvar óvinir sitja á fleti fyrir

— Translations — Within the gates | ere a man shall go, (Full warily let him watch,) Full long let him look about him; For little he knows | where a foe may lurk, And sit in the seats within.

-Translated by Henry Adams Bellows

At every doorway, ere one enters, one should spy around, one should pry around, for uncertain is the witting, that there be no foeman sitting, within, before one on the floor.

-Translated by Olive Bray

At every doorway before you enter, you should look around, you should take a good look around — for you never know where your enemies might be seated within.

-Translated by Jackson Crawford

Regarding each opening, before proceeding, it pays to be cautiously hesitant; one can’t know for certain where possible assailants may be lurking in the rooms ahead.

-Translated by Douglas Dutton

Have thy eyes about thee When thou enterest Be wary alway Be watchful alway For one never knoweth When need will be To meet hidden foe in the hall

-Translated by Lee M. Hollander

All door-ways, before going further, should be looked to; for difficult it is to know where foes may sit within a dwelling

-Translated by Benjamin Thorpe

The boys from Mystic Messenger would never treat me like this.

Hey :) hope ur doing good! I was wondering if maybe you could do something about tasm!peter parker where reader is upset because she always has difficulty falling asleep and he's just really soft with her trying to calm her :)

hi tysm for ur request here is some fluffy hurt/comfort for you

"What's wrong?" Peter asks you, breath warm on your cheek. 

You look at him out of the corner of your eye from where you'd been staring at the ceiling dejectedly. 

"How do you do that?" you whisper. 

"How do I do what?" 

How do you know when I'm upset, even if you're asleep? You don't ask. 

Fingertips on your face. You shut your eyes as his fingers climb from the corner of your mouth to the edge of your eyebrow, a sweeping, featherlight line that makes you shudder. 

He chuckles under his breath and does it again. 

"How do you know-" you sigh and turn your face, disrupting his teasing. His eyebrows are creased softly in concern. "Can you tell, when I'm…"

"Upset?" 

You bite the inside of your bottom lip. What you can see of him in the dark you adore, the bump of his nose, the hill of his cheek. His cupids bow; the little well above his lips you've kissed a thousand times. 

"I have a sense for it." 

You roll your eyes and turn back to the ceiling. "Right. Your Spidey sense." 

Peter's hand comes up to your shoulder. He kisses your cheek. "No, baby. This one's full Peter Parker. I call it my 'I love my insomniac girlfriend' sense." 

"S'a mouthful," you say, words all squished with terrible smugness, pleased by his affectionate tone. 

His nose is pressed to your cheek, words warm against your skin as he talks. "You'd hate the original name then." 

"I dread to ask," you say, smiling at him. He pushes up onto his elbow to hover over you, pressing his hand lightly over your chest. 

"Yeah, I liked 'My gorgeous darling love of my life can't sleep and the unhappiness burdening her becomes my unhappiness through the power of my adoration alone' but the board's still out." 

"Board should stay out. That's awful," you murmur, eyes squinting from the force of your lovesick smile. 

"I know," he admits, dropping his chin in embarrassment, "I didn't have much time." 

"Leave it to me. I find myself with an abundance of free time," you say theatrically, edged in bitterness. 

Peter's hand climbs from your chest to your neck. His thumb brushes against the bottom of your throat, fingers wrapping around. "Have you done your checklist?" 

"Yeah, Pete." 

Hand moves up again, fingers at your chin, fingers at your mouth, pulling down your bottom lip, gliding across them. He pauses, eyes looking all fresh honey sticky, before he leans down to press a chaste kiss to your frowning mouth. 

You feel a little of the tightness between your shoulders loosen. 

"You want me to make you something?" 

The tears you've been fighting start to win. "No," you say quietly. 

He hums. "And you had a bath?" 

"I did the whole checklist, Pete." 

He frowns at your glassy eyes. "I'm sorry," he murmurs, wiping the first tear away with the pads of his fingers. 

You shut your eyes and turn your face from him. "I just want to sleep." 

"I know, bub," he says, slipping his hand between your cheek and the pillow you're hiding in. 

"I'm really, really tired." 

"I know." 

"You can go back to sleep if you want to," you say miserably. "Sorry. I shouldn't keep you up." 

"You're not keeping me up. M'just spending time with my girl."

His niceness has an opposite effect. You curl in on yourself and feel a childish whine building in your chest. You're so tired of being tired. 

Peter lies back down in the space where he'd been and pulls your back into his chest, wrapping his arm around your front. You're instantly comforted - his arms are a safe haven. 

He dots a kiss on your shoulder. "It's okay. We just have to ride it out, yeah? Like we've done before." His hand spreads over your heart. "Try and calm down," he says soothingly. A second kiss to your shoulder. 

You bring your hand up and put it over his. He turns his own and threads your fingers together. It's not the kind of problem that can be solved by love and affection, but it certainly helps. 

Sebastian Stan as Bucky Barnes THE FALCON AND THE WINTER SOLDIER (2021) - 1.05 • “Truth”

My Fears Won’t Stop Me From Loving You

PAIRING: TASM!Peter Parker x Reader

WORD COUNT: 2.1k

NOTES: first I love you + reader scared of falling in love = fluff and pain. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. happy valentines day loves <3

Sometimes you have to tear your eyes away when you find yourself looking at him for too long, just so he doesn’t see that look in your eye. The look he claims that’s always on your face when you’re gazing at something that you undeniably love.

And you are undeniably in love with him.

But even the thought sends a chill down your spine and an inkling of fear settle in your brain. This boy, this incredibly sweet and loving boy who’s been your boyfriend for a little over six months, has still not heard those three little words spill from your lips. Peter couldn’t help but say the words on your fourth month anniversary. When he said them, your mind went blank and you went completely silent. Instant fear had run through him, just the thought of making you run away or be upset with him makes his blood run cold. You felt horrible, so you took his hand and kissed the back of it, reassuring him that it’s not what he thought. 

You just couldn’t say it back, not yet at least. You weren’t ready to say something that held so much meaning. Maybe to some people it was easy, something they could say without a second thought, but you, you don’t say it unless you mean it.

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Things only maladaptive daydreamers know

Spending literal days in certain situations in your own reality. Nights even.

Making faces and moving lips when imagining stuff, then realising and hoping no one saw it

Having heated arguments by yourself in your room.

Spicing up everything you do with your imagination. Learning? Your suddenly a professor and have to explain that stuff to your students. Cleaning? Your comfort character is watching you while you hum songs while doing it.

h o r n y

Either not being able to watch the show/movie your reality is based of without stopping every five minutes and acting out a scene or obsessively watching this and nothing else.

Trauma

Creating whole musicals and music videos to your favourite songs in your mind

Watching something from the show/movie your reality is based on and thinking "this is so wrong. This happend differently. I live here, I should know"

Either sleeping in with your comfort character next to you every night or just imagining scenes.

Sudden conversations that make no sense to anyone but you

Weird or really violent imagination (torture, being captured and abused ect.)

Not often dreaming about your own reality even though you practically live there every day (or is it just me?)

Googling "imaginary friends at age [...] normal?" in your teenage years

Thinking they be gone soon but here you are, maladaptivly daydreaming your problems away.

Improving your character and your story so often that it's now so detailed you could write literally about ten to twelve books about it. Fuck.

Going on a job interview:

Them: what is your biggest weakness?

Me: NOSE SCRUNCH

Can I have either a fic or hc where Peter comforts a sad reader? I'm really depressed rn cause of some personal thing and just need some hugs from my boy Pete

Peter would HATE seeing you down

like he physically deflates when he sees you upset about anything

to the point where he has to convince himself not to cry for you

he’d be wrapping you up in blankets and his arms and maybe one of his hoodies, anything to keep you warm and feeling safe

if you’re at that point in your relationship, definitely telling you he loves you so much

cuddling wherever you are, no matter where

couch? sharing a blanket, huddled together, drinking some cocoa or tea

bed? cuddling and back rubbing and whispering until you fall asleep

floor? sitting between his legs with your back pressed against his chest and his back against the sofa

sometimes it took you some time to tell him what had happened that made you so sad

and that was okay with him

he just wanted you to be comfortable

homeboy would wait years just cuddling you until you’re ready

and when you do, he’s supportive, and understanding, no matter what it is

Peter is the kind of bf who actually listens.

he gives you his undivided attention, eye contact, responsive, and hanging on to every word you say

he wants you to know he cares

and you do

being with Peter always manages to lift your mood by 10000%

we love a soft and safe boi