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Darcy And Dan {BASTILLE} (completed)

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Parts 26
Time 1h 24m

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This is the story about how a silent singer meets and deaf writer, a story of how a man loves a woman and a woman loves a man, a story where the deaf learn to hear and speak and the silent learn to speak louder.

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"You know I'd fall apart without you. I don't know how you do what you do, because everything that doesn't make sense about me, makes sense when I'm with you."




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[[[the wonderful mess that we've made]]] [[[part iii]]] by KayClarkey

'Lily.' A soft voice said from somewhere in the dark. My head was fuzzy and my body discontented from my brain. But the main thing was I felt no pain. I felt relief. I wasn't in the rubble anymore. I could hear beeps and distant voices. I knew I was safe in hospital. 'Lily, open your eyes.' I knew that voice. A happiness crept over me. 'Dan?' I tried to say but barely a sound left my dry mouth. 'Hey sleepy head.' It took far too much effort to do as I was told, but I eventually opened my eyes to see his beautiful face near mine. He was lying beside me in a hospital bed. The window behind him was dark. I wondered what time or what day it even was. I then noticed one of his hands was stroking my face and the other holding mine. 'You know how to scare me.' He laughed sourly. 'Sorry.' I whispered. 'De ja vu.' I told him. It was just like the time is woken up in hospital all those years ago with Dan beside me. I had so many questions but no brain capacity to ask just yet. I wanted to go back to sleep. And that's what I did.

•Discontinued• All That You Desired // A Bastille/Dan Smith FanFiction by shiitakewatson

Kayla, 16. Bubbly. Charismatic. Awkward. Concealed. Daniel, 17. Talented. Genuine. Timid. Pessimistic. Kayla doesn't like to think of herself as normal. She doesn't believe in it. What even is normal? How do you tell if you, yourself, are 'normal'? You can't. That's the point. Although what she does think of herself as, isn't all that great. 'Stupid' 'Nerd' 'Ugly' 'Fat'. That's what she thinks. That's what everyone else thinks. Except Daniel. Daniel isn't like everyone else. Daniel sees through people. Looks into them, their personality, their interests, themselves. He doesn't 'Judge a book by it's cover', as you might say. Not to other people anyway. To himself, it's all he ever does. 'Lanky' 'Geek' 'Awkward' 'Hideous'. They can't see anything in themselves, and they probably never will. But can they change that about each other?

Sanely Yours by Ashra45786543

-- PROLOGUE "Let me get this straight. We have nothing in between us, except for the deal we made that day" he spoke in a monotonous tone. "I am the one carrying your name behind me; we are married. how can you say we have nothing in between us? Huh" She yelled at him, tears blurred her vision, and she spoke her heart to him. "For god's sake, this marriage was to save you! Can't you get that? I did not do it willingly, I do not love you!!" He yelled back at her, shattering her heart into pieces. "Why can't you just love me?" She spoke, as she cried the tears of hurt, and pain. Her heart thumped loudly due to the shivering sensation She felt all over her body. "I never made a commitment to you, or gave you any false hope, neither did i say that i love you. Did i?" He asked her, in a very cold tone. She looked at him through her teary eyes. It's getting difficult for her to even breathe. "It was your eyes, the damn eyes. Who gave me the false hope. They say, "Eyes speak the truth," but what about mine? Couldn't you feel the sincerity within them, expressing my deep affection for you? Why didn't you see the love shining in them? Was it too complex to understand? Couldn't you notice the warmth as they gazed at you? They search for you in every corner, If only you realized how they silently echoed the emotions I couldn't articulate. They say, "Eyes never deceive." But what about yours? They played a trick on me when they met mine, painting a facade of a world that wasn't real. They made me feel loved, Leading me into a belief that crumbled, louder than your spoken promises. Why did they betray me? Was it your eyes or you that masked the truth?" He stayed still, not moving or saying anything at her statement. --

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She was one of those people who just made so much sense to me. The way she hummed when she smiled or the way her voice danced in the air. She was my muse yet she barely knew I existed. That was until her life became my song. Where would we go from there. Started May 31st 2017

Touching Shadows by BronT86

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such great heights // bastille by trucefully

"I am thinking it's a sign, that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images. And when we kiss they're perfectly aligned." I sang softly, nearly overpowered by the sound of my guitar. I was rusty, but all in all I didn't think it sounded too terrible. I didn't dare glance up to see what my boys thought of it. "And I have to speculate, that God himself did make us into corresponding shapes. Like puzzle pieces from the clay. And true, it may seem like a stretch. But it's thoughts like this that catch my troubled head when you're away. When I am missing you to death." I had been stoic and strong through this whole thing. I had to, I wanted to for the sake of the men I loved. They needed an anchor, and I was capable. But playing one of Dan's favorite songs now hit me so painfully hard that I was afraid I would just lose it right then and there. I got the strong sense that this would be the last time. TW: terminal illness

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[[[the wonderful mess that we've made]]] [[[part iii]]]

'Lily.' A soft voice said from somewhere in the dark. My head was fuzzy and my body discontented from my brain. But the main thing was I felt no pain. I felt relief. I wasn't in the rubble anymore. I could hear beeps and distant voices. I knew I was safe in hospital. 'Lily, open your eyes.' I knew that voice. A happiness crept over me. 'Dan?' I tried to say but barely a sound left my dry mouth. 'Hey sleepy head.' It took far too much effort to do as I was told, but I eventually opened my eyes to see his beautiful face near mine. He was lying beside me in a hospital bed. The window behind him was dark. I wondered what time or what day it even was. I then noticed one of his hands was stroking my face and the other holding mine. 'You know how to scare me.' He laughed sourly. 'Sorry.' I whispered. 'De ja vu.' I told him. It was just like the time is woken up in hospital all those years ago with Dan beside me. I had so many questions but no brain capacity to ask just yet. I wanted to go back to sleep. And that's what I did.